Although there were nine people beating the drums, the beats were all in unison, as if one person was controlling it.
The drum beats were sometimes slow and long like thunder, and sometimes fast and dense like raindrops, accompanied by occasional loud shouts, with amazing momentum. The man in the middle swung up the huge drumstick, turned around and jumped high, hitting the flat drum, "dong-"
This loud noise was like a signal. From the back of the stage, accompanied by loud shouts, a team of dozens of people rushed out. They were wearing silver armor and holding spears. They changed their formation and lined up on the three-story stage. They performed a set of powerful spear skills with bursts of murderous aura, which made people's blood boil.
As he turned around, people finally saw the face of the person in the middle. Unlike the others, the dark red lining could be seen from the collar and hem. However, because they were very far away, they could basically not see clearly from both sides. However, Xiaocao had almost confirmed the identity of this person through his voice and figure.
Xiao Cao leaned close to Princess Fukang's ear and said, "It's the young master."
Princess Fukang was stunned at first, then she laughed, "This kid."
The empress dowager, who was also watching attentively, seemed to have heard it and turned her head, "Miss Xuan, are you saying that the one playing the drum in the middle is innocent?" As she spoke, she looked at the stage with empty eyes.
"Yes, it's the young master for sure." Xiaocao nodded firmly.
The Queen Mother also laughed, "This boy has learned how to entertain his parents with colorful clothes."
"Young Master is extremely filial." Princess Duan said with a smile, but she didn't say this just to please the Queen Mother.
Fan Wuguo might be bad-tempered, stubborn, trouble-making, overbearing and unreasonable outside, but he was absolutely kind to his mother, uncle and grandmother. To put it bluntly, he treated those who were good to him and were in his heart with utmost sincerity and kindness. Perhaps he knew this very well, so as long as he did not go too far, Emperor Xuanren would indulge him in his mischief.
In this regard, Xiaocao can actually be considered an example, because she had good intentions towards him from the beginning - although her help to him later accelerated his attitude change, even if Xiaocao had not repaired his face, he would not have treated Xiaocao with malice. At most, there would have been no conditions for contact, and they would not be as close as they are now.
Wei Tingyu can also be considered a special example, although the two are more like "cat and dog" - one likes to flirt, the other ignores. When the one who ignores gets annoyed, or just gives him a claw, the one who likes to flirt will be quiet.
For someone like Fan Wuguo, since he has dressed up to entertain his parents, he will definitely not let the person being "entertained" not even be able to see his face. "Doing good deeds without leaving a name" has never been his style. Once he has done something, he will definitely want everyone to know about it. So there is a second half to this matter, and he must be in the spotlight.
The silver-armored team on the stage came down one after another, marching forward, and divided into four teams. The three long spears were pointed at the ground, and they galloped forward, gradually pulling away from the middle to the sides. The other eight people behind continued to "encourage" with a strong rhythm. Fan Wuguo put the drumstick on the drum, lifted the long spear under his feet with one foot, and jumped down directly from the second floor of the stage like spreading wings. He landed, squatted, stood up, and moved forward faster and faster. He was seen walking from the end of the silver-armored team to the front, and at a certain position, he jumped up again, pressed his body slightly backward, and landed with a cushion. The long spear in his hand slashed out, and under the sunlight, a shining cold light...
Only when the formation was changed, there was a little bit of "dance" element mixed in. As for the rest, well, according to the popular saying in Xiaocao's previous life, it was probably very exciting and explosive, with both beauty and power.
Xiaocao couldn't help but laugh when watching Fan Wuguo showing off in various ways. Well, she had to admit that he was very handsome and cool.
At last, Emperor Xuanren clapped his hands and cheered loudly. It was obvious that he was really pleased with his nephew Fan Wuguo. If it was one of his sons, he might have been scolded. Of course, in addition to the fact that Emperor Xuanren favored his nephew, among the princes, even if they practiced martial arts, it was at most to strengthen their bodies. Their martial arts skills were far inferior to Fan Wuguo's. If they really showed off like this, they probably wouldn't have such momentum and would be so weak, which would be embarrassing in front of many envoys from other countries.
As for using other methods that one is good at to "entertain parents with colorful clothes", that is nothing new. One might even be compared with the people from the Jiaofangsi, which is extremely stupid.
Fan Wuguo took off his helmet, led the people behind him to kneel on one knee, and gave a loud speech.
Emperor Xuanren was delighted and said several good things in succession, "Reward, big reward, all reward."
Fan Wuguo had a smile on his face and looked very excited.
The princes all felt sour in their hearts, secretly cursing Fan Wuguo for being too shameless and shameless. In order to please their father, he would use any tricks. They also secretly thought, why didn't they think of this before? If it were them, they would definitely do better than Fan Wuguo.
After the Queen Mother finished reading it, she felt a little sad and sighed, "When I celebrated my 70th birthday two years ago, I didn't see this kid thinking of anything to make me happy. He was just thinking about his uncle."
Princess Fukang laughed, "Your Majesty, what you said is just a matter of fact. You know that he only practices martial arts all day and can't show off anything else. It was at that time, and it's not appropriate to perform now. He made birthday peaches for you personally. For him, the effort he put into it must have been much greater than the performance now."
When the Queen Mother heard this, she realized that this was indeed the case. She immediately felt relieved and smiled again.
Princess Fukang laughed again. Perhaps it was because they had been estranged for too long that she had not realized that her mother, at this age, had become like an ordinary old lady. She no longer had the dominance and had become soft-hearted, a bit like an old child and needed to be coaxed occasionally. Now that Wuguo had returned to normal, her heart knot had been untied. So many years had passed. Forget it. Why did she still remember it? Otherwise, when her mother passed away one day, it would be too late to regret.
Of course, in addition to the sour ones, the cheers were also from the young Master Fan, who was the most handsome man in the world. He had attracted the attention of countless young girls. His many bad past records had been downplayed, and they were thinking about whether it was possible...
These people are like this, not to mention Princess Yanqing, who is really dizzy. If Fan Wuguo uses his beauty trap on her, Princess Yanqing's head will probably swell, and she will pour out everything like beans. Even if Qi Dynasty destroyed Xichi, she would still come here. - Of course, this is just a hypothesis.
After the passion has surged, you need something to calm you down.
The embassies of various countries have basically prepared one or two such performance programs. As for whether to show them or not, it depends on their intention. Obviously, some people still want to show their uniqueness.
In a certain small country, there are a row of enchanting beauties, who are still wearing light and thin clothes in this cold weather, with only a few pieces of fabric on their bodies that barely cover the key parts or flowy fabrics, which really attracts the attention of men.
As women, their expressions were a bit ugly, and they kept cursing that it was immoral. The girls just turned their eyes away, their faces blushing.
As a concubine in the harem, there is another reason why she looks unhappy. It is so blatant, it is obvious that she is just offering a beauty to him. It is really shameless. The emperor is not the kind of person who lingers in the harem. After the serious illness last year, he has become more self-disciplined. It is not necessarily possible to enter the harem after ten days or half a month. Many people look forward to it, but it is difficult to get the favor. If a shameless foxy woman comes and seduces the emperor, wouldn’t they have no hope at all? However, the emperor is so pure and desireless now, it is very likely that he will not have any thoughts. The concubines hope that it will be the latter.
In fact, Emperor Xuanren was indeed calm both inside and outside. He was now fifty years old and had been the emperor for eighteen years. He had enjoyed everything and seen everything. Although his concubines were dignified and decent on the surface, they also had some fun in private. Of course, these were all things that happened a long time ago, and Emperor Xuanren was not so interested now.
He picked up the wine glass, wet his lips with it, turned his head and instructed Eunuch Hong to order the imperial kitchen to start serving the dishes and officially start the banquet.
As many palace servants filed in, everyone realized what was going on. Some looked at each other in bewilderment. Why did it start so quietly without any singing? But there was nothing wrong with it. At least it eased the embarrassment of many people.
However, this moment also proved that Emperor Xuanren had no interest in beauties.
Fan Wuguo had already taken off his silver armor, changed his clothes, and rubbed against Wei Tingyu. Looking at those beauties, he let out a calm sigh, took the wine jug beside Wei Tingyu, and took a sip directly from the spout.
"Did you see how heroic I was just now? I was so majestic. My sister was looking at me and smiling, you know." That's right, Fan Wuguo came to Wei Tingyu to show off. After all, Wei Tingyu handled the dangerous situation in a timely manner and became famous. How could the young master tolerate this? He must not do so. Therefore, he would be unhappy if he didn't show off.
Fan Wuguo knew that whenever Xiaocao was involved, Wei Tingyu would easily lose control of his emotions and become jealous. Damn it, he was usually like an old monk in meditation, unmoved by the slightest touch. It was unpleasant to watch him like that, and the young master couldn't help but want to poke and stab him.
This time, the young master was a little disappointed. Wei Tingyu looked indifferent. Fan Wuguo thought that he would ignore him, but Wei Tingyu suddenly came close to him, lowered his voice in his ear, and blocked his mouth with his other hand, "Xuan'er married me when she was eight years old. We have been sleeping in the same bed since then for seven years. Now we are getting married again. The wedding date has been set and is known to the world."
This was the first time that Wei Tingyu had "showed off" like this. Compared to that, Fan Wuguo's boasting was nothing.
It must be said that, probably because the wedding date was set and he was comforted to a certain extent, Prince Wei became more "generous" and was even more "tolerant" towards Fan Wuguo who always wanted to provoke him.
Fan Wuguo immediately burst into swear words and his face turned dark, and his good mood just now disappeared.
His desk mates and the people sitting next to him were frightened by him, fearing that he would do something weird again. However, he just stared at Wei Tingyu with a look as if he wanted to eat him. If it were someone else, they would have shown weakness, fearing that he would go crazy. Wei Tingyu, on the other hand, was content and did not take Fan Wuguo seriously at all.
Others also admired him. However, from the celebration banquet for Princess Anguo and his friends who had returned from the battle against the plague, everyone knew that Fan Wuguo and Wei Tingyu had a special relationship, a bit like "happy enemies". It was unknown how the two formed such a friendship. It was actually enviable to have such a friendship with Fan Wuguo.
Fan Wuguo was just boasting, normally no one would do anything to him, let alone now. His temper came and went quickly, and his eyes returned to the beautiful woman who was still dancing.
A dance only lasts a short time and must end. The beauty leading the dance seemed unwilling to give up. Her eyes became more charming and her movements more frivolous. She moved as close to the front as possible, trying her best to attract Emperor Xuanren's attention.
It makes people look down on her even more. How could Emperor Xuanren possibly take a liking to such a thing? Even if she really entered the harem, she would definitely be given the lowest title, and essentially just a plaything.
Moreover, she herself probably did not realize that, because she was too anxious, she did not notice other people in her movement. In order to cooperate with her as much as possible, the team that was supposed to be beautiful became messy, and the viewing experience plummeted to negative. The faces of the envoys who pushed them out were as black as the bottom of the pot. They were the ones who could not help but make trouble. If they had finished the dance as usual, at most they would not have gained the expected benefits. But now, they have become a failure and will inevitably cause dislike.
Fortunately, it was almost over, and after it was over, the person was immediately called down and dragged away.
Emperor Xuanren didn't take it seriously at all and raised his glass to invite everyone to drink together.
During the dance, Xiaocao lowered her head and peeled the nuts slowly. Others thought she was shy, so no one noticed the indifference in her eyes. She didn't have much opinion on this matter. There were people who made a living by doing this in their previous lives, so there was not much to worry about.
Of course, if Emperor Xuanren was bewitched and took someone in, Xiaocao's feelings towards him would undoubtedly decline. This could not be erased by the fact that Emperor Xuanren was nice to her. After all, there was a big gap in their concepts. Therefore, Xiaocao never thought about the issue of Emperor Xuanren's harem.
If you really want to make a serious calculation, her father is a "scumbag", alas...