The stone boat has a dragon head and a phoenix tail, carved in stone. Now the dragon head sits on the crown prince in a black uniform, the prince of Rongqin County is on the left, the future princess Liu Erniang is on the right, and the rest are on both sides.
The boat is quite lively, with silk and bamboo orchestras, singing and dancing.
When Zheng Wan came up, almost everyone saw her, and the third lady Jiang said "Ahhh", covered her lips and said in surprise: "Ms. Wan, I forgot to reserve your seat, why don't you sit in mine?"
Extending from the first position of the dragon, the farther the seat, the lower the status.
At this point, there are only a few vacancies left at the stern.
All of you here are the sons and daughters of officials and family members that can be counted in the capital, who doesn't know who? The third lady Jiang said she would give up her seat, but she didn't move her butt, which was obviously a mockery.
Thinking about the fact that Zheng's daughter, who even the county magistrate had to give way to three points of courtesy when traveling on a bicycle frame, now can't keep her seat, and has to compete with those sons and daughters of the sixth and seventh ranks in the same field.
Zheng Wan took a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, shook her head and refused:
"Very unnecessary."
When she came in, she immediately saw the green robed gentleman resting with his eyes closed at the stern of the cabin, this kind of situation suits her on the contrary. Zheng Wan went straight back and sat next to Cui Wang, "It's good to sit here."
"Lang Jun, we meet again."
Zheng Wan lowered her head, her cheeks flushed with blush at the right moment.
Cui Wang's eyes lighted faintly:
"It's a coincidence."
Not a coincidence.
Zheng Wan thought.
For Cui Wang, there is a great opportunity for Cui Wang on the second floor of the stone boat, he cannot be here—otherwise, how could she obediently come up just because Rong Qin invited her with a few words
The dancer in the light clothes in the cabin is barefoot and barefoot, dancing a Huxuan dance, and the lively rhythm of the hanging drums ignites the atmosphere in the stone boat even more enthusiastically.
However, Zheng Wan sat in a corner, as if isolated from the world, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
That's all for her, that Cui Wang is more like the clay sculpture and gold-encrusted Bodhisattva in the Buddhist hall, he didn't move, he didn't make a sound, he didn't know what skills he had cultivated, and after sitting beside him for a long time, he felt sharp and piercing to the bone, it was really hard to bear.
Zheng Wan can be said to have personally experienced the so-called "thousands of sword energy" and "coercion over the body" in the book, and she has restrained herself... She straightened her back and made herself sit upright. The dancer girl dropped her head to the ground, earnestly begging for a reward, and couldn't help but sighed:
"Today is still a guest, but he will become a prisoner... Maybe tomorrow, I will be worse than this dancing girl who prays for mercy."
In 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.
People who practice the Tao have good ears and eyes, unless they don't want to listen.
For him, every wind and grass within a radius of 100 meters is in his ears.
Cui Wang still didn't respond.
... She really has a heart of stone.
Zheng Wan sighed from the bottom of her heart, but she saw Rong Qin narrowing her eyes and looking at her:
"Niang Wan and this savior had a very happy conversation."
"… oh."
Zheng Wan nodded, "Indeed."
Only the cool eyes of the first prince are drizzle.
Rong Qin's eyebrows were raised slightly, she was also wearing a morning glow brocade, her face was powdered, it's a pity that youth is young, there are always some disobedient bulges, ruining the beauty.
"Since ancient times, a beauty deserves a hero. If Niang Wan is happy, she can ask the Chief Assistant to report to the Holy Lord as soon as possible, and the Holy Lord will be willing to marry you and this gentleman, and make a good story. It will also save the public from criticizing my royal family—"
"Brother Prince, do you think so?"
As soon as the prince spoke, the prince hadn't expressed his opinion yet, but the young lady in the scarlet suit next to him answered the words:
"The county magistrate is wrong."
"Then Second Sister Liu and I are talking about each other, what's wrong?"
"Nowhere is it right."
"The Zheng family destroys their relatives first, and beats others later. They are unkind and unrighteous. This is the first crime. Concealing the fact of the resignation and wanting to marry their second-married daughter into the Tian family, committing the heinous crime of deceiving the emperor. This is the second crime. "
"Holy Master's refusal to pursue is magnanimous and benevolent. Holy Master's pursuit is to show our dynasty's laws and warn all people." Liu Er Niangzi cupped her hands towards the imperial city, "Thunder, rain and dew are all due to your grace." , what can I discuss?"
The prince's tensed jaw loosened a bit, and he glanced at the second lady of the Liu family approvingly, and said lightly:
"Ah Qin, eat some juice, this is a tribute from Fanbang, it took a lot of work to make it into juice, it is very sweet and refreshing."
Rong Qin was almost intimidated, and rolled his eyes in secret. These two are a good match, one is fake Taoism, the other is fake affectionate, both of them are used to using big banners to show off.
Even though the front seat was arguing about her Zheng family's affairs, wishing to kill her directly, Zheng Wan always straightened her back and did not say a word.
Cui Wang glanced at her, then turned his head expressionlessly.
Seeing Zheng Wan standing there with a bad-tempered wooden man, Rong Qin felt bored again, rolled his eyes, and immediately took care of it.
"Sit around and drink like this, it's really boring, and the dancer is tired of watching it, why don't I wait to end it myself?"
"Oh, Ah Qin, can you still dance?"
The prince was surprised.
"Brother Prince, at least save some face for my sister." Rong Qin glared at him, turned to Zheng Wan's direction, and said with a smile, "I don't dance, so someone will dance, Miss Wan, don't you think so?"
"yes."
Zheng Wan nodded.
"No... Madam Wan, would you dance for me?"
The gazes of all the people present fell on Zheng Wan's corner again.
The little lady of the Zheng family is famous all over the capital, firstly because of her beauty, secondly because of her family background, as for her other talents, it can be seen from the poem manuscripts handed down from the boudoir that she is very good at poetry.
Among women's studies, imperialism, archery, calligraphy, and etiquette are all highly praised by the husband, but I haven't heard of others.
However, there are rumors from acquaintances that Zheng Wan once said: "Dancing skills are just like the skills of actors and actresses, and it is really difficult to be elegant."
At this time, Rong Qin proposed in public, just to humiliate this high-minded Zheng Shi Wanniang to make a living that she had previously despised.
As for the others, they neither chimed in, nor did they think that Zheng Wan would really learn such a "difficult" skill.
"Ah Qin, don't mess around."
The prince tossed the porcelain cup in his hand, "Change it to the same one."
Rong Qinniu's temper came up, his head froze and he refused: "Miss Wan, you don't dance, but you look down on dancing skills? Concubine Rong is a master of dancing skills in the world. Ten years ago, she performed a green-waisted dance that amazed everyone. She won a prize and has been with her ever since. Holy Master, are you going to say that it is difficult for Concubine Rong to enter the hall of elegance?"
There was no sound in the stone boat, and everyone held their breaths to watch how Zheng Wan would respond.
On the contrary, Second Lady Liu sighed lightly:
"Why bother the county magistrate, everyone knows that Wan Niang can't dance, you... have to forgive others and forgive others."
"If Miss Wan really doesn't want to, why don't you let me dance for her?"
Zheng Wan laughed, the Second Lady Liu was exactly the same as described in the book.
On the surface, it was to save her, but in fact, she fulfilled her name of "disgusting dance". It not only showed her grandeur of the future princess, but also danced in front of the prince, just for a coincidence.
She, Mrs. Liu Er, was famous among her boudoirs for being good at dancing.
Zheng Wan felt that compared to the second lady Liu who had needles hidden in the cotton, she was happier with Rong Qin's straight-forward temperament.
"You, you deceive people too much!"
The owner of Rongyi Pavilion came back from the water pavilion at some time, went up to the second floor of the stone boat, and rushed over angrily, "It's only been a few days, the intimate words of those sisters and sisters have all fallen on deaf ears? Well, let's not mention it, you can let it go." Seeing that the county magistrate is so cruel to people, when did my royal family become this, this, etc.—"
The more anxious she became, the more speechless she became.
Those little ladies who had a close relationship with Zheng Wan in the past were all flushed and embarrassed.
"Rong Yi—" Zheng Wan stood up, walked to her side calmly, and pressed her to sit down, "Don't hurt me because of me."
Rong Yi raised her head: "But—"
"No problem."
Zheng Wan patted her on the shoulder.
For some reason, Rong Yi's heart suddenly settled down.
"I jump."
Zheng Wan walked forward calmly, bowing gracefully.
Everyone only saw the little lady wearing emerald blue cloud brocade clothes, with a slim waist, a graceful figure, black hair like a waterfall, and a skin that is as bright as snow. She has a graceful demeanor and a natural temperament.
This is the bearing that the aristocratic family can raise.
pity.
What a pity.
"How can this be good? When we were arguing just now, the dancer and musician sneaked away."
Miss Jiang San exclaimed.
"What are you doing all at once?" Rong Qin frowned, "I saw that they were all shaking like little chickens, so I let them retreat first."
"Then Miss Wan dances... without a dancer or musician."
Zheng Wan shook her head:
"Why bother them, they are just poor people, this gentleman," she turned around and looked at Cui Wang who was drinking in the corner, "would you like to accompany me?"
So her eyes were like spring rain, ardent and pitiful, but her heart was like iron, Cui Wang shook his head and refused with silence.
Zheng Wan kicked the iron plate in front of Mr. Lang for the first time, and she almost vomited a puddle of blood in her heart, but she had to maintain a decent and calm smile on her face: "If Mr. Lang doesn't want to, then let it be."
"I'll dance it with a voiceless tone." She bowed her body, and when she stood up straight again, her complexion had changed, "The name of the dance is "Broken Array"."
""Broken Array"?"
Rong Yi raised her eyebrows, clapped her palms and said with a smile, "Miss Wan is so courageous, she dared to challenge this boy to dance!"
"Broken Array" is a male dance, which is connected with gold and iron horses and ambushes from ten sides. Most of the women have green waists, red sleeves, and neon clothes. Only this dance, almost no one dares to challenge it.
Zheng Wan smiled and gave another blessing.
When she raised her hand to make the first gesture, Miss Liu Er's complexion became a little darker: a layman watching the excitement, an expert watching the doorway, just from this hand dance, you can tell that this lady Wan has practiced before.
A green veil of emerald green clouds is blooming, and the beauty's shoulders are rigid and hard under a pair of white wrists like frost and snow. When she spins up, her thick black hair also starts to spin, but this spin is by no means tender and tender. , and hide the gold and iron horses, and the iron bones.
Mingming is as small as a mayfly, but he refuses to follow the flowing water.
Even if she doesn't understand, she knows that this person is extremely beautiful, and the dance is also extremely beautiful; if she understands, she can't help but recall the background of the dance with her—there is General Suimu, there is Qingqing young man, they ride horses and sing long songs , Throw your head, sprinkle your blood...
Most of the beauty in the world is common. This dance together seems to stir up the feelings of family and country in everyone's heart, and everyone's heart is swelled...
At this moment, a qin sound suddenly appeared, which seemed to be perfectly embedded in this dance since nine days ago.
Clanging raindrops fell, accompanied by violent storms, lightning and thunder, Zheng Wan spun more rapidly, and jumped out of a 36-spin—the sound of music caressed everyone's ears, passed through their hearts, and spread the sound of the stone boat. , came out of the water pavilion, and finally floated in Lisi Tang, which is not corrupted in all seasons.
Whether it is a person writing poems by the window or a person laughing and chatting, they all stopped their movements and listened quietly with their ears sideways.
They heard the gold and iron horses, the gurgling water, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wolf smoke in Mobei.
At the beginning of the founding of Daliang, the land was broken, and it was all because Emperor Taizong of Liang conquered the east and west stations, and took back the lost land piece by piece—
Those who live longer can still remember the past.
The sound of the piano reached its highest level and then stopped abruptly.
The white-haired old man burst into tears.
Zheng Wan also stopped dancing to the sound of the piano.
She looked at Cui Wang, he walked out from the back at some time, with the famous Qin Jiaowei on his lap, and his ten fingers like jade carvings were still pressing on the strings, it was the first time she saw emotions in his eyes.
Like the breeze on the streets in spring, it is not strong enough and warm enough, but it makes people want to sleep on the spot.
"you-"
"Papapa—" Rong Yi clapped her hands distastefully, her face flushed with laughter, "Miss Wan, Niang Wan, you dance really well! This gentleman is also Tianyin."
"This qin and this dance, I will have no regrets in this life."
Yierlang got up and handed the flowers on the side of the bun to Zheng Wan, "Miss Zheng, I was a rough obstacle before, and the person who can dance this dance is a bit crazy, and it should be."
This person seemed to have opened a gate, and the sons and daughters who had turned a blind eye to the bullying just now picked off flowers from their temples and gave them to Zheng Wan.
After a while, she held a thick pile in her hands.
Gifting flowers is a reward for love. For Daliang people, receiving flowers from others represents the admiration and admiration of that person.
Rong Qin wrinkled his nose, and said after a while: "Ms. Wan, you have deceived me so hard!"
Zheng Wan didn't speak, just returned to her seat silently holding flowers.
"Niang Wan can dance, but it gave me a false alarm. I don't know who spread the story back then, and people have been talking about it for so many years!" Second Lady Liu said half angrily and half strangely.
Who else could it be.
She aye.
When Zheng Wan was five years old, her father invited Mr. Fang, a master of dance, to come to live in the mansion and teach her in person. After six years of learning, Mr. Fang had nothing to teach, so she asked to leave.
Everyone knows that the Holy Lord is good at dancing nowadays, so Aye naturally didn't want her to appear in front of people, that's why those rumors came out.
Zheng Wan just smiled and said nothing, after a long time, everyone went to their own business. Only the prince's complexion was very complicated, like annoyance, like nostalgia, he looked at her for a long time before he was willing to look away.
"Lang Jun didn't want to accompany me, why did he help me later?"
Zheng Wan's dance is indeed moving, but without the blessing of Boling Cui's son's piano, it would not be so moving.
She still remembered that besides practicing swords, this man had only two hobbies, one was making sword tassels, although he never used them, he already had hundreds of sword tassels in his bag.
Another one is playing the qin, and this Jiaowei qin is his mother's relic.
"It's just what you want."
Cui Wang took out a handkerchief from his wide sleeve, spread it out, and carefully wrapped the red bloodstone fragments in one place.
"Did you leave this thing behind?"
Zheng Wan looked surprised, secretly happy:
"It is indeed me."
The prey is hooked.