"Look, our Majesty is so anxious, we should give the children a chance to meet so that we can talk about marriage. Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so your concubines should let their niece dance to your Majesty?"
Concubine Xian said slowly, and personally took the swan neck gem-studded flagon in the hands of the palace man, and poured it into Ning Emperor's cup.
Let the noble women to be married perform their talents, which is also an old trick in the palace banquet.
After the general performance, Emperor Ning might personally refer to one or two marriages, not only to express his care for his courtiers, but also to balance the situation in the DPRK.
Of course, the marriage was planned by Emperor Ning long ago, and it was not a whim.
Empress Dongling died young, and the harem concubine respected the elder prince’s birth mother, Concubine Xian. This crucial opening performance naturally fell on Concubine Xian's family.
Emperor Ning nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, Miss Wang is generous and solemn, it would be better if she comes first."
Having said that, the next gorgeously dressed young woman slowly stood up, her face filled with excitement and tension, and she bowed to Ning Di Fu.
"The minister will go down and change clothes first, and please wait a moment."
Emperor Ning raised the wine glass and greeted all the ministers present, "Come, I invite you all to drink this glass to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival!"
Shao Qing, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and two teams of dancers rushed outside the palace gate.
They wore neat goose yellow dance skirts, stepped on fine steps, gathered like a tide, and couldn't see where the Miss Wang was for a while.
Everyone couldn't help being curious, and then the dancer quickly dispersed like a flower, revealing a little whiteness of Huaxin.
It is Miss Wang!
"good!"
Emperor Ning clapped his hands and applauded, "If it weren't for the people to disperse, I really can't find Miss Wang where. This dance is new and more interesting than the previous solo dances!"
"Your Majesty likes it."
The concubine Xian was pouring the wine graciously, and the praised Miss Wang also showed a smile, twisted her waist and waved her sleeves.
I can get a compliment from your Majesty, I am afraid that Miss Wang will win the first prize tonight, but I don't know who the Lord will point her to
The concubine Xian first mentioned that Yin Shuo had not yet married, and then made Miss Wang the first to appear, could it be...
The eyes of the second prince turned to Yin Shuo frequently.
In addition to the few princes of Guhou's Mansion, this prime minister Yin's eldest son is also a hot character. Ning Di wants to train him to become Yin Yan's successor, and this foolish fool can tell.
Yin Shuo did live up to his trust. He was much smoother and more pleasing than his father. The ministers of the DPRK and China did not like Yin Yan, and he must also like Yin Shuo.
Yin Yan only declined Emperor Ning, but in case Yin Shuo fell in love with this Miss Wang, it would be bad...
Whoever marries the niece of the concubine is equivalent to standing in the camp of the eldest prince.
Fortunately, Yin Shuo only watched the dance politely, and didn't focus on Miss Wang's body either, it was more like a loss of focus.
The second prince was a little relieved, and turned his attention to Guhou's family.
The dance praised by Emperor Ning himself did not seem to attract their attention. Instead, they were more concerned about whether Yufu, who entered the palace for the first time, could adapt to the atmosphere of the palace banquet.
He was completely relieved.
Suddenly he felt that the sleeve was being pulled by someone. He turned his head and saw Princess Danyang winking at him.
"Second brother, in a moment, you and the emperor father propose to let me also perform. I want the last performance!"
"Naughty, you are a dignified princess, how can you perform with these young ladies?"
The second prince refused her, "Every palace banquet has such a performance. The lady to be married shows off in order to marry better. You are a princess, you should marry the best, and you don't need any performance."
"Second brother!"
Princess Danyang said anxiously: "What's the best, the best one doesn't want me, haven't you found out? I want to perform, I want to let him know how beautiful I am and let him fall under my skirt. Second brother, This is good for you too, you must help me!"
The second prince naturally knew who was the best in her mouth. After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded.
"Finally, let you press the stage, you have to perform well, don't embarrass me."
"Don't worry, brother, I'm ready a long time ago, just mention it!"
She knew that Emperor Ning would revisit the old things tonight, and then talk about Gu Shubai's marriage, and she was ready for both.
If he is willing, then it is good. If he is not willing, she will present her carefully prepared performance and regain his attention.
Miss Wang had finished her dance, and there were repeated applause and cheers in the seat.
Gu Huaijiang smiled and looked at Yufu, fearing that she would be bored, "Yufu, do you like Miss Wang's dance?"
"Yes, dancing in a group is much more lively than dancing alone. Everyone likes lively, and your Majesty also likes lively. Those ordinary dancers make Miss Wang look like a fairy."
In Yufu's words, Gu Huaijiang smiled and nodded, and said nothing more.
She was right. Ms. Wang's dance was able to get so much applause, not because of her alone, but because of the group dance.
Unlike the past noble ladies performing solo dances at palace banquets, her style is both novel and lively, but also allows those mediocre dancers to set off their beauty.
Such a design...
Gu Huaijiang glanced upwards, seeing Concubine Xian looking at Miss Wang very satisfied, he quickly retracted his gaze.
He didn't want to know or participate in the tricks of the court, and he didn't want to favor a prince.
A crystal wine tribute from the Western Regions, the wine is mellow and fragrant, shining brightly in the golden palace illuminated by the lights.
Gu Huaijiang held the golden bottle, glanced at the light, raised his head and drank half of it.