Chapter 256: Run away after flirting, break this waist
Li Yuzong's ears have long heard the sounds outside.
But Emperor Wu Su didn't say anything, he stood quietly beside the Panlong Pillar.
The rhythm of this drumbeat is sometimes fast and sometimes slow. It does not sound like ordinary drumming, but more like drum music, but there is something special about it. It is difficult to hear it clearly in the Qinzheng Hall.
Emperor Wu Su lowered his head to review the paper and asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing outside, so noisy?"
Li Yuzong took a step forward and said: "Back to the Holy Spirit, it is Miss Ji Wu."
Seeing Emperor Wu Su raise his eyes, Li Yuzong continued: "When I passed the imperial garden in the afternoon, I saw the servant of Cining Palace. People set up a stage there. "
Li Yuzong had long known who made the sound, but the Holy Master had given instructions that the news about Ji Qingwu did not need to reach him.
Emperor Wu Su had been deliberately ignoring her these past few days. He suddenly heard her name in his ears and tightened his long fingers on the imperial pen.
The sound of drumming outside the door became louder and louder, and he asked: "What is she doing, setting up a stage?"
Li Yuzong said: "I didn't see it either. It was just a show in the afternoon."
Emperor Wu Su gave a sharp look and stood up.
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Imperial Garden.
Ji Qingwu specially found a location closer to the Qinzheng Hall and built a platform in the center of the flower bed.
This table is not big, but it is exquisite.
The shelf is one foot high, with seven glazed plates arranged in two rows on it, and a large drum placed in front of the plates.
The musicians first played the sound of silk and bamboo, and the style of the music was elegant and exquisite.
It was after dinner at this time, and there were many empresses and mistresses coming to the imperial garden to eat. When they heard the noise, there were already more than a dozen people who came to watch the excitement.
Ji Qingwu changed into a dance costume with wide sleeves and narrow legs, with a red palace polyester tied loosely around his waist. When he walked, the pleats of his skirt were like the flow of moonlight, flowing to the ground.
She stepped on the glass purification plate, leaped down, straightened her left leg, and danced with her right leg like a bow, beating the drums and dancing with sonorous steps.
The sleeves of the moon-white dance dress are soft and graceful, and the silver straps on the moon-gazing bun are floating in the air.
To the sound of the musician's silk and bamboo, Ji Qingwu tiptoed on the plate and danced high on the drum.
The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, and Wei Liru was also among the crowd of spectators.
"Concubine Wei, you are the best at dancing in the palace. What kind of dance is this?"
Wei Liru didn't look at the person who asked the question, but looked at Ji Qingwu who was dancing alone in front of him.
Reply: "This is an ancient dance, also called the seven-pan dance."
Few women can do this kind of dance, because this dance requires physical strength, waist and legs. The strength requirements are very high.
She also tried, but she couldn’t make such a sonorous and rhythmic sound when she jumped on the drum.
At the palace banquet last time, Ji Qingwu also said that she couldn't dance.
Ji Qingyuan happened to be standing next to Wei Liru. The two looked at each other and both thought of that performance.
Ji Qingyuan sneered and left.
Ji Qingwu's feet turned sharply on the drum, and the soft yarn rotated with it, and his hands made the shape of holding cups, like spring water rippling.
It has been a long time since the palace has been so easy to dance.
Wei Liru watched carefully and wrote down the rhythm of each drum beat she played.
Liu Guiren, who entered the palace last year, said: "This Miss Ji Wu is dancing in the imperial garden. Sisters, guess what it is for?" , Of course I want to show it to the emperor."
Liu Gui. Humanity said: "I thought she was from the Queen Mother's family. Our harem is about to add another sister. Who would have thought that the emperor would kick her out in disgust just a few days ago."
Wei Liru wanted to admire it quietly. The Qipanwu in front of me was extremely annoying to hear their chirping.
“You want to be bored by the emperor, but you haven’t had the chance yet. Have you been to Zhaoyang Palace?”
No one in the harem spent the night in Zhaoyang Hall.
Although Emperor Wu Su has not attacked the Wei court recently, most of the Wei family's power has been dispersed. Liu Guiren provocatively said: "I have never been to Zhaoyang Palace, but I have only been in the palace for a year, and Sister Wei is an old man in the palace. How come I have never heard of staying in Zhaoyang Palace?"
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Wei Li Ru turned his face and said scornfully: "Who do you think you are? How dare you shout in front of me."
Liu Guiren said angrily: "Your brothers have been demoted to watch the city gate. You still.”
Bai Bin pulled her sleeves and told her to stop talking.
Wei Liru said: "What's wrong with me? No matter what my brother does now, he is better than your useless brother."
They can quarrel vigorously.
The eunuch's sharp voice came.
“The Emperor has arrived!”
Several people stopped arguing and tidied up their appearance to prepare for the meeting.
The music of the musicians also stopped.
Emperor Wu Su walked up to them and asked, "What are you doing?"
His tone was as cold as ice falling from the sky.
The imperial concubine here has the highest rank. She stood up and replied: "Back to the emperor, we are here to be attracted by the drum sound of Miss Ji's seven-pan dance."
Emperor Wu Su looked at the empty stage and his expression darkened.
Wei Liru raised her head and looked up. At some point, Ji Qingwu’s people had disappeared.
She said in amazement: "Miss Ji was here just now. I haven't seen enough of these seven dances, which are exquisite and gorgeous."
Ji Qingwu was dancing on the stage. He ordered people to stand on the side of the stage and stare in the direction of Qinzheng Hall.
If the emperor comes, she will evacuate immediately.
Emperor Wu Su hesitated for a long time whether to come over and have a look. After finding a reason in his mind, he came over but didn't see the person he wanted to see.
He looked darkly at the drum rim with the red totem engraved on the stage.
Concubine Wei has not seen enough, but he has not seen it yet.
Liu Guiren had only been in the palace for a short time, and she still had unrealistic expectations for the emperor, thinking that she could be the exception.
She pretended to have a sprained foot and fell in the direction of Emperor Wu Su.
Without even touching the corner of the emperor's clothes, Li Yuzong supported Liu Guiren and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please be careful. If you fall on the ground, you may have a brain disease. I will help you ask the imperial doctor to take a look."
Emperor Wu Su strode away again.
Such situations were repeated many times in the palace.
Ji Qingwu would make big noises in the harem every one or two days, always in front of the emperor, letting him know but not seeing him.
Once, it was at night, just when Emperor Wu Su was about to take a rest.
Ji Qingwu led the palace people quietly and drew a curtain not far from Zhaoyang Palace, illuminating warm lights.
When Xiao Dongzi, who was on duty at night, saw this, he immediately became energetic and went into the palace to deliver a message to the emperor.
The woman in red is charming, her waist is like a willow, swaying, every twist makes people want to break her waist.
Emperor Wu Su was still standing in front of the window at first, but gradually moved to the door and stood with his hands behind his back.
My mind was tickled by this enchanting dance, and my body was also getting hot.
He finally couldn't help it and walked towards the white curtain.
Ji Qingwu behind the curtain quickly disappeared from sight as if he could escape from the earth.
When Emperor Wu Su walked to the curtain, he could still smell the aroma of neither flowers nor fruits on the tip of his nose.
His palms touched the soft silk curtain, and his eyes were dark as if there was a thick fog that could not be dissolved.
Ji Qingwu: Someone said he didn’t want to see me~
(End of this chapter)