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When Dong Xiaowan finished playing "Song of the Yue People", the wind blew over the waterside pavilion, the evening coolness gradually rose, and the jade-like palace dress was whiter than snow, and she looked like a fairy.
Seeing Qin Mu leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, and no sound coming from the piano, Li Zhiyin thought he had fallen asleep and called out softly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Qin Mu slowly opened his eyes, nodded and said, "Xiao Wan's singing voice is so gentle and beautiful, I am addicted to it."
Dong Xiaowan, who was smart, knew that he was thinking about something else, so she smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty, but..."
"Just what?"
"I'm afraid what your majesty wants to hear now is not "There are trees on the mountain and branches on the trees, and I love you but you don't know it."
"Well, what do you think I want to hear now, Xiaowan?"
"I guess what Your Majesty wants to hear is driving a long carriage and breaking through the Helan Mountain Pass."
Qin Mu was exposed by her, he laughed dryly twice, picked up the wine and drank a glass himself.
Dong Xiaowan was a woman of quiet temperament, but in fact she was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and she was also very concerned about military affairs. It is hard to imagine that the person she admired most was Guan Yu.
She has always liked calligraphy and painting, and she copied thousands of words every day. In the past, she liked to copy Zhong Yao's calligraphy, but one time she saw that Zhong Yao's "Rong Lu Biao" called Guan Yu a thief general, she was so angry that she gave up copying Zhong Yao's calligraphy for two years and changed to studying Cao E Stele.
Qin Mu laughed when he heard Li Xiangjun talk about this. It is not difficult to see another side of her character from this incident.
At this time, Li Zhiyin also noticed that the emperor was a little embarrassed, so she changed the subject and said, "Your Majesty, the day after tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Mid-Autumn Festival?" Qin Mu really forgot about this. The border is in turmoil right now, so how could he remember about the Mid-Autumn Festival
The Mid-Autumn Festival has been a very important festival since the Song Dynasty. It is a time when the golden wind is refreshing and the dew is cool. The sweet osmanthus is fragrant and the moon is shining. Princes and sons of wealthy families all climb the steep towers to enjoy the moon, or open the wide pavilions, set up banquets, play zithers and harps, drink wine and sing, and predict the joy of the night.
Even families who sell food would go up to the small moon platform to arrange a family feast and gather their children to celebrate the festival. On this night, the streets of Tian Street were busy with business until the fifth drum, and moon-watching tourists danced in the market until late at night.
Qin Mu looked up at the full moon in the sky. He said apologetically, "I really forgot about this. I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."
"Your Majesty is the ruler of the world, so you should naturally focus on state affairs. It is a blessing for us to serve such a wise ruler as Your Majesty. How can we say that we are wronged?"
Li Zhiyin lowered her head, the red gold and green jade Ruyi hairpin on her heart-shaped bun reflected the light, and her apricot gold thread moonlight long skirt fluttered gently in the night wind, making her look even more light and unrestrained.
Qin Mu waved to Dong Xiaowan and asked her to come over and sit down with him: "Come, I don't know if I will be free on the Mid-Autumn Festival. You two can sit down and have a couple of drinks with me. If I am not free the day after tomorrow, it will be considered that I will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you in advance."
Dong Xiaowan and Li Zhiyin looked at each other and smiled, "Country, country, only with a country can there be a home. Your Majesty can think of us, and I am already very satisfied."
Li Zhiyin also advised: "Your Majesty, there are countless capable ministers and generals in the court. Your Majesty does not need to worry too much, but must pay attention to the balance between work and rest and take care of your health. Your Majesty, tonight is a rare moonlight and cool breeze. If Your Majesty does not mind, why not let me perform a Korean drum dance for Your Majesty."
Tonight, Dong Xiaowan and Li Zhiyin both saw that Qin Mu was worried, so they tried various ways to make him happy.
Qin Mu thought hard, and although he had some direction, he still couldn't think of a good plan to trap Gushi Khan. If he continued to think hard, he would get stuck in a dead end. So he let go of his arms and laughed, "Okay, I won't think about anything tonight. I'll just watch you sing and dance."
"Okay, as long as Your Majesty is happy, I'll go prepare it right away. Please wait for a moment, Your Majesty." Li Zhiyin said as she bowed and left the pavilion.
Qin Mu knew that she was changing clothes, so he picked up Dong Xiaowan who was sitting next to him and said with a chuckle, "The Li Palace is high up in the blue sky, and the fairy music can be heard everywhere. The slow songs and dances are accompanied by stringed instruments, and the king can't get enough of them all day. The drums of Yuyang shake the earth, and the song of colorful clothes and feathered robes is broken. I will be a tyrant again tonight."
Dong Xiaowan leaned in his arms and replied softly, "Your Majesty, don't say that. I know that Your Majesty is not such an emperor. It's just that Your Majesty's thinking so hard is not a solution after all. If Your Majesty can have a relaxed and happy mood, some problems will be easier to come up with solutions."
Qin Mu buried his head in her arms and took a deep breath of the fragrance emanating from her body. Dong Xiaowan felt inexplicably heartbroken and could not help but gently hug his waist and let him bury his head in her chest.
Over the years, as an emperor, he was either on military campaigns outside or busy with state affairs. Others only saw his majestic side as an emperor, but did anyone know how much he had paid
Dong Xiaowan sighed inwardly, then immediately put on a smile and said, "Your Majesty, don't think about it tonight, okay? Watch Sister Li dance and have a good rest. I'm afraid you will come up with a good plan tomorrow. Otherwise, if you keep thinking so hard, you will really become a 'stupid' king."
Qin Mu was really amused by her this time. He gently bit the protruding cherry on the top of her breast through the thin palace dress. "Oh!" Dong Xiaowan couldn't help but let out a soft moan that made people feel excited.
The two hugged each other for a while, and Li Zhiyin changed into a high-waisted Korean skirt. Behind her followed several palace maids she brought from Korea. They all changed into Korean costumes and each carried a small waist drum on their waist.
Qin Mu felt familiar with their attire. It seemed that when he watched Korean dances and songs before, the most common dance was the one with the drum. Perhaps, the Han people in later generations "worshipped foreign things", but these traditional things of ethnic minorities could be preserved for a long time.
At first glance, these Korean costumes and these small waist drums seem more familiar than Hanfu. Can this be said to be ironic
"Dance, I'm waiting..."
Qin Mu put aside his worries, hugged Dong Xiaowan, and watched Li Zhiyin and several Korean palace maids dancing happily. The evening breeze was cool, the moon was high, and let the damned Gushi Khan die! I will kill two birds with one stone tonight... ... er, kill two birds with one stone
Qin Mu suddenly had an idea while listening to Li Zhiyin's joyful dance. He muttered to himself and unknowingly said the four words "kill two birds with one stone".
Dong Xiaowan in his arms heard this, her face was slightly red, she endured it and whispered in his ear: "As long as Your Majesty is happy, it is okay to kill three birds with one stone. I will ask someone to call Sister Xiangjun as well."
Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing: "Okay, call Ruoshi as well, you two should exchange knowledge more often."
"Humph, Your Majesty has really become a tyrant."
"Hahaha... If this is considered a tyrant, then wouldn't I have been a tyrant long ago?"
"I still say the same thing, as long as Your Majesty is happy, it's fine, but Sister Xu..."
"Just what? You are a daughter of a noble family, right? In front of me, you only have one identity, and that is my woman."
Qin Mu knew Dong Xiaowan's character very well. She would not gossip about others behind their backs. Qin Mu could probably understand her concerns.
They were born in brothels, and Xu Ruoshi was the daughter of the most distinguished Duke's Mansion in the previous dynasty. Since entering the palace, although Xu Ruoshi did not do anything against them, she usually only interacted with Gu Hanyan and was rather distant from Dong Xiaowan and the others.
It’s easy to deal with if we are unfamiliar with each other. We will become familiar with each other after communicating with each other.
If Dong Xiaowan hadn't said it, Qin Mu might not have called Xu Ruoshi over. But after she said it, Qin Mu had to call her over. In this harem, all of them are my women, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, noble or humble.
Qin Mu was in a good mood because he suddenly had some inspiration on how to deal with Gushi Khan. He really let go of his arms that night. When Li Xiangjun and Xu Ruoshi arrived one after another, they listened to music and watched dance in the waterside pavilion together.
A bright moon shines on the Taiye Lake, the palace lanterns on the corridor bridge are reflected, and the night is as beautiful as a painting. With a beautiful woman in his arms and a jade cup of fine wine, when Qin Mu was a little drunk, he stood up, picked up Xu Ruoshi, and then motioned Dong Xiaowan and the others to follow.
The night wind blew over the covered bridge, but Xu Ruoshi did not feel a trace of coolness. She felt hot all over and begged softly, "Your Majesty, please let me down. I can walk by myself."
"Go? Where to?"
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