Although the distance was a bit far, she could get a glimpse of her beauty just by looking at her figure and the temperament she walked. She had heard of Zhou Xian's reputation for a long time, but she was still amazed by her beauty when she saw her in person.
There were three thousand beauties in the palace, and Fu Jinzhan had seen many good-looking women in the palace alone, so she could tell what a woman looked like at a glance. When she saw Zhou Xian for the first time, she immediately judged that this woman was both beautiful and charming.
Zhou Xian's behavior and words were very dignified and appropriate, with the temperament of aristocratic family. He should be a well-educated, well-mannered and intelligent person, and occasionally deeply influenced by family etiquette; but her waist was amazing, and she swayed gently when she walked in a very charming way. Although the amplitude was deliberately small, people with a discerning eye could still vaguely feel that kind of charm and grace.
Fu Jinzhan became very interested for a moment and said immediately: Zhou Ehuang, come forward and let me see it.
"As you command." Zhou Xian replied obediently and walked slowly to the wooden platform. Li Yu just sat there very respectfully and cautiously, not daring to say a word.
Fu Jinzhan admired Zhou Xian's walking movements with a smile, which were as graceful as dancing. When she got closer, Fu Jinzhan noticed the skirt of her dress. Her legs would occasionally lift up the skirt when she moved lightly, which made people guess that it was a pair of strong and slender legs.
Zhou Xian walked to the curtain, and the eunuch Yang Shiliang gently opened the curtain, stretched out his hand and bowed to invite him in. Zhou Xian pursed his lips and walked in carefully.
Now that she could see clearly, Fu Jinzhan couldn't take her eyes off Zhou Xian, and looked him up and down. Although Zhou Xian lowered his head, he was still looking at her secretly with surprise on his face.
It's so beautiful. Fu Jinzhan admired it sincerely in her heart but she didn't know who was more beautiful between Zhou Xian and herself.
Maybe they each have their own strengths. Zhou Xian has something that Fu Jinzhan doesn't have, like the strong and slender long waist and the graceful and gentle face. But Fu Jinzhan feels that she is not inferior to Zhou Xian, but has different strengths. She can't dance, so her waist strength is certainly not that good; but Fu Jinzhan feels that her round buttocks must be the only beautiful shape in the world. Without the ultimate buttocks, it's useless to have a good waist. Fu Jinzhan's face is not that kind of graceful, but she smiles like spring.
The two of them looked at each other for a long time without saying anything.
Although Fu Jinzhan kept thinking that she was better than Zhou Xian, she could not resist Zhou Xian's stunning beauty. Her face was as pure as water, delicate and bright, and her skin was as white and smooth as satin. Not to mention men, even Fu Jinzhan could not help but love her.
Fu Jinzhan always had a superior attitude in front of other women, and now Zhou Xian really aroused her competitive spirit. But she thought: In fact, there is nothing to compare, Zhou Xian looks like a fairy but has no magic power, she is just a lamb trembling in front of power; if a beauty can't even protect herself, no matter how beautiful and talented she is, what's the use of her daring to provoke me
Jinzhan thought of the many wars in Hebei River. The tragic end of those beautiful women was not much different from that of Zhou Xian and those poor women. If Guo Shao had not been kind and merciful, Zhou Xian's end in Tokyo would have been worrying.
But Guo Shao only heard of her fame and had never seen her. What would Guo Shao do if he met Zhou Xian? He would think who is better, me or Zhou Xian. If Zhou Xian cannot challenge her image as a beauty in Guo Shao's mind, then there is really no one left in this world, no matter how many women he has, it would be nothing.
Fu Jinzhan also had envy, but she preferred to defeat this woman head-on. She was such a confident person. She was already a little impatient. As for Li Yu sitting in the hall, Fu Jinzhan didn't even look at him. In her heart, the appreciation of those graceful poems was equivalent to leisurely entertainment such as listening to music and watching dance.
Fu Jinzhan didn't care how humiliated Li Yu felt, but mocked him. Having experienced the world of swords and fire, she sympathized with many poor people, but not Li Yu.
I have prepared a dance for the Queen Mother, Zhou Xian said quietly.
Fu Jinzhan said with a half-smile: "I want to see something that suits the occasion. Yesterday was the Mid-Autumn Festival. I'll use the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme and you can improvise a dance."
She thought she could stump Zhou Xian, but Zhou Xian thought for a moment and said, "I will obey your order, but I will compose the music now and ask my husband to play it for me. Please wait for a moment, Queen Mother."
Fu Jinzhan said: You are composing music now, and Li Yu can play it.
Zhou Xian was gentle but strong, and she smiled neither humbly nor arrogantly: My husband is very talented, and this is not a problem for him.
Our Great Zhou Dynasty is full of talented people, and there is no shortage of talented people. Fu Jinzhan straightened his back and said calmly.
Zhou Xian said softly: A big and powerful country will naturally produce many talented people.
But Fu Jinzhan thought she was not convinced. After all, the Southern Tang Dynasty was more powerful than the Chinese Dynasty. This was a foregone conclusion. I am afraid no one would think that the Zhou Dynasty had much literary talent. She thought about it and said: I just got a long and short sentence from my sister, which was written by her brother-in-law. How about you compose music with the lyrics
Zhou Xian's expression suddenly became very interesting. Maybe she thought she had concealed it well, but she couldn't hide it from Fu Jinzhan's sharp eyes. Zhou Xian was a little disdainful. Maybe she thought no one could compare to Li Yu in literary talent.
Fu Jinzhan took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it over with a smile. She thought to herself: I can't write long and short sentences, but I have read a lot of poetry and books. Can't I tell the difference between good and bad
Zhou Xian took it with both hands, seemingly respectfully. He couldn't hide his bored look. He started to recite softly: When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky. I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven.
Her expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help but look up.
Fu Jinzhan was so happy that she couldn't express it in words. She was so proud that she almost couldn't help laughing.
Zhou Xian's face flushed, and he said softly: I want to ride the wind and go back, but I am afraid that the jade buildings are too cold up there. I dance with my shadow, which is not like the world on earth, turning around the red pavilion, looking down at the beautiful window, shining on the sleepless. There should be no hatred, why do we always feel full when we are apart? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has always been difficult to achieve. I wish you a long life, and we can share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart.
Fu Jinzhan was moved by what she heard. She sat on the couch with a look of intoxication on her face and a smile on her lips. Guo Shao wrote it for the second sister. He cared about the second sister. Fu Jinzhan didn't mind as long as she was not more important than herself. She loved the second sister very much.
The Queen Mother's brother-in-law Zhou Xian blushed and asked quietly, "Isn't he a military commander?"
Fu Jinzhan smiled and said: He is indeed a military general. He said he just borrowed other people's poems to express his own ideas. It was written by a man named Su Shi, but he wrote good poems and caught the eyes of people in high positions. He should have been famous long ago. Have you heard of this person? Because he did not exist originally.
Zhou Xian's eyes flickered and he looked shy, and he said faintly: "I haven't heard of it. The filling is a bit untidy. At first glance, it looks a bit like Emperor Yang's Water Melody Song, but it is different. However, in comparison, the format is not the most important thing."
Zhou Xian pondered for a moment and said: If the Queen Mother permits, I will compose the music now and sing this poem, and there will be no need to dance.
Fu Jinzhan said with interest: Very good.
Guo Shao was a little restless in the palace next to him. What on earth did Fu Jinzhan want to do? He had been waiting here for a long time, but no one paid any attention to him. There was a bed behind the curtains inside, it was a bedroom; but there were two women in white clothes and colorful faces standing at the door of the palace. It was impossible for Fu Jinzhan to summon him to the bedroom.
At this moment, suddenly a heavy and low piano sound came, like the sound of a drum, soothing, heavy and rhythmic; after a moment, the crisp sound like pearls and jade became the main melody, with a slightly lighter rhythm.
The sound of the strings is completely different in speed, pitch, and rhythm, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of a piano. Maybe it's two pianos, otherwise one person can't do it; just like you can't write with both hands.
A long and graceful singing voice immediately awakened Guo Shao: Zhou Xian's voice
Guo Shao immediately understood why he was here, and his face suddenly became very embarrassed. That night he dared to get close to Zhou Xian, but today in the palace under Fu Jinzhan's nose it was indeed a bit unexpected
The sound of the zither and the singing voice are very pleasant to the ears. Some women's voices can make you feel her gentleness and affection just by listening to her voice. Zhou Xian is such a person. No wonder the ancients put the voice and color together. For a beautiful woman, her voice is still very beautiful.
That poem can indeed be sung, but the singing voice that Guo Shao heard in modern times is completely different from what he hears now, and it was actually sung by Zhou Xian, which Guo Shao found extremely absurd. Zhou Xian sang with the kind of loneliness and elegance that seemed to be dancing in the Moon Palace, and the piano music was also played very beautifully; she sang with clear and melodious pronunciation with Wu dialect, and each word had a gentle tone, which sounded slower. To Guo Shao, there are only two words: beautiful.
He gradually calmed down from his surprise, sat down on a chair, and listened attentively to this rare and beautiful sound that sounded like the sound of nature.
When the sound gradually faded away, he still hadn't come back to his senses, only to feel that the long and beautiful sound was still echoing on the beams. It is true that music and beauty can make people lose their ambitions and even lead to the country's downfall. It is really an enjoyment to hear a beautiful woman singing at a high level. Only attractive things can make people addicted.
After a long while, Guo Shao let out a long sigh, and when he turned around, he saw that the women at the door were all in a trance. It seemed that he was not the only one who was in a bad mood.
After a while, a woman wearing a loose green and red dress and with her hair tied up high walked in.
Zhou Xian was also stunned, her face turned pale and she said: You... Her reaction was indeed quick, and she immediately changed her words, "How could there be a man in the palace?" After that, she lifted her skirt and turned to leave, but unexpectedly, the eunuch Cao Tai immediately blocked the door.
Zhou Xian said anxiously: "The Queen Mother asked me to change clothes and accompany her for dinner. Why is this happening? My husband is still waiting for me in the palace."
Cao Tai said calmly: Just change your clothes here.
Are you teasing me? How can I change clothes when there is a man inside? Zhou Xian asked anxiously.
Cao Tai asked the two women at the door: Is there anyone inside
The two women with painted faces said seriously: We didn't see anyone.
Did you hear that? There is no one there. You are seeing things. Cao Tai said coldly, If you don't believe me, I will call the Sixth Young Master in and ask him if there is anyone there.