After transforming into An Lingrong, he became the King of Juan and was crowned the Sixth Palace.

After An Lingrong personally established the soup pharmacy, Zhen Huan was not qualified to come to the villa to escape the summer heat. Naturally, she no longer had the opportunity to meet, laugh, and have an affair with Prince Guo.

She let out a low breath, calmed down a bit, straightened her clothes and quietly returned to the table.

Concubine Hua and An Lingrong were sitting next to each other. She couldn't help but go to see Concubine Hua first. Seeing that she was still sitting alone drinking, she felt a lot more at ease.

only……

Now that Cao Qinmo doesn't have Zhen Huan in charge, won't he find someone else to complement Concubine Hua's elegance and propriety?
Thinking of this, before An Lingrong could tell Jin Xi to go down and arrange the arrangements, she heard Mei Zhuang from above say anxiously: "Where has my sister gone? No one has been seen for a while, and Concubine Jing has asked people to look for her several times. "

An Lingrong smiled lightly, never thinking that one day she would be able to receive the treatment that Zhen Huan enjoyed back then.

Nodding slightly, he said, "I changed my clothes and dissipated the smell of alcohol, which made my sisters worry."

When he heard that Ling Rong was fine, Mei Zhuang glanced at Concubine Hua who was drinking and silent. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Concubine Jing and I are worried."

While he was talking, he saw the emperor looking in the direction of An Lingrong and said, "But you are too drunk?"

As soon as these words came out, all the concubines looked at An Lingrong.

An Lingrong smiled helplessly and repeated what she said before, "I have a bad drinking habit and disturbed everyone's enjoyment."

The queen smiled and drank another drink in front of everyone, and then said: "What An Bin said seems unfamiliar. This is Princess Wen Yi's family banquet. How can I talk about whether I am drunk or not, and whether I am disturbing the elegant mood?" "

"I'm a little drunk too, so I'll ask someone to bring me some fruits to soothe me."

The emperor waved his hand and gave An Lingrong a step down.

It happened that the palace maid had already brought fresh fruits of various colors from the well water. The fruits contained in the snow-white jade porcelain plate were still dripping with sparkling water, which was particularly attractive.

When the queen saw this, she smiled and said, "That's all. This lotus root was newly dug out of the lake. It's very crisp and tender."

Everyone smiled and thanked them for tasting.

Cao Qinmo came over and said with a smile: "Although today's singing and dancing are grand, they are a bit too rigid. This is a family banquet, and everyone here is family members, so why not think of something more relaxed?"

When the emperor heard this, he knew that Cao Qinmo must be holding something bad in his heart, but he didn't want to expose it.

So, he raised his hand and said, "You are the rightful master today. Let me hear what you have in mind."

"I think that all the sisters in the palace who serve the Holy Emperor must have their own merits. Why don't we write down these merits and draw lots on paper. Whoever catches what will perform it in public to entertain the guests. What does the emperor think?"

The emperor nodded and said, "This idea is new, so I'll just do what you said."

Cao Qinmo went down to prepare, but after a moment he brought a square vase with blue and white patterns.

"I have no talents, I can only play beads. It is really difficult for me to be an elegant person. I have already thought about it. No matter what the sisters perform, I will give you a string of beads to express my feelings. Your Majesty. Say yes?"

Now that Dr. Liu in Meizhuang had not been killed by a stick, Cao Qinmo's rhetoric became more tactful and cunning.

The emperor thought for a while and felt that it made some sense, so he smiled and said: "That's barely passable."

Meizhuang felt something was wrong and said from the side: "What if the paper you win is not written on a certain sister's strengths?"

Cao Qin, who had already prepared a countermeasure, smiled silently and said: "Even if you are not a good person, you always know a little bit about the superficial things. Besides, we are sisters who see each other every day. You can just do whatever you want."

Not only did Meizhuang not believe what he said, but Concubine Qi and Concubine Xin also looked at Cao Qinmo with suspicion.

But today is Wen Yi's birthday after all. Even if they don't want to participate, there is no suitable reason. They can only take one step and watch one step.

As for the silly and sweet Fucha nobleman, Yin Changzai thought that the banquet had been going on for half a day and he was tired of listening to the silk and bamboo music. Seeing that Cao Qinmo mentioned this idea, they all found it interesting and eager to try it.

Seeing this, the other unwilling concubines had no choice but to put their best foot forward and face the upcoming lot-drawing performance.

The concubines in the palace have always used all kinds of treasures to compete for favor and compete for beauty.

Now that they saw this move, the others looked eager to try it, and they were competing for face in front of the emperor, empress, and nobles. They were all thinking of competing for glory.

The No.1 that Cao Qinmo drew first was the Queen.

Although it was her baby daughter's birthday, she didn't dare to risk her life and kill the queen, so she whipped the queen so that she wrote the word "longevity" on each hand of her left and right hands.

The Queen's exquisite calligraphy was a unique talent in the harem, not to mention the ability to write with both hands.

In less than a cup of tea, as soon as the two characters "longevity" came out, everyone praised him.

Concubine Duan was weak and had already gone back to rest. Concubine Jing wrote a poem.

The noble Fucha was pregnant and was not included in the list.

Concubine Xin, who looked down on Xia Dongchun, drew the content specified by Cao Qinmo, but she also played a song of Phoenix Seeking Phoenix with Yin Changzai.

Concubine Qi, who seemed to have no talent, simply painted a picture of Guanyin to give her son in front of everyone, which can be regarded as showing off her style.

At the moment, the only ones who didn't get the note were An Lingrong and Meizhuang.

An Lingrong, who was sitting deep in thought, glanced at Cao Qinmo, who had malicious intentions, and sighed in her heart, could this guy want her to dance the Jinghong Dance?
Following the same path Zhen Huan has walked, she has to walk it in her place?
What does this mean? Is she also Chunyuan's replacement?
As expected, what An Lingrong expected, the next second, Cao Qinmo raised his hand, drew a piece of paper in the palm of his hand, and said in surprise: "This belongs to An Bin."

As she spoke, she unfolded the paper and took a look, then she covered her mouth and smiled: "Please ask my sister to perform a Jinghong Dance."

Seeing that the reaction of the concubines in the audience was not strong enough, Cao Qinmo turned to the emperor and smiled and said: "Sister An's appearance is as graceful as a swimming dragon, graceful as a startling giant, but the concubine chose this one, which shows that she deserves it. It's up to my sister to dance, but my sister must not refuse."

The Jinghong Dance was originally created by Mei Fei, a concubine of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, and has been lost for a long time.

Empress Chunyuan loved rhythmic dance. She searched for the original dance several times and painstakingly modified it. Once the dance was performed, it became popular all over the world. From then on, it became popular among the people in the palace and among the people. There were women performing Jinghong Dance wherever there was well water.

It's just that this Jinghong Dance is extremely difficult to learn. It has strict requirements on body shape. It takes three to five years to be able to dance, and it takes seven or eight years to achieve success.

If you dance well, you will be astonished, but if you dance poorly, you will be imitating others and making people laugh.

Xin Bin is a person with a clear mind, and her face has already revealed a bit of disdain for Cao Qinmo's tricks: "How can An Bin be so young, how can she perform the Jinghong Dance? It would be too difficult for others."

Cao Qinmo's smile didn't reach her eyes. She must have figured out that the situation at that time was nothing more than An Lingrong's plan.

The purpose was to suppress her and let her know the consequences of being on the wrong team.

But who is Cao Qinmo? Before Concubine Hua falls, she does still have a choice. Besides, Wen Yi's health is almost healed, and she doesn't need An Lingrong to give her herbs.

So, she said with a smile: "Sister Xin underestimates An Bin too much. My sister has always been smart. All women can dance this Jinghong Dance. How can my sister not be able to do it?"

After saying that, Cao Qinmo glanced at the expressionless queen again and said, "Besides, it is reasonable if the queen is not as good at dancing as the old queen. My sisters can just follow their mood and there is no need to be serious."

Xin Bin was originally complaining about An Lingrong, but when she was told this, Cao Qinmo was so speechless that she couldn't say a word. He turned his face in anger and ignored her again.Concubine Hua, who was originally pouring and drinking alone, was unwilling to be outdone and said: "Since you can't dance, don't dance. Why force it? Therefore, the queen once danced all over the world, and no one can compare with her now."

After that, without saying a word, he raised his head and took a drink.

The queen's face changed slightly when she heard someone mention the late queen again and again, and she just looked at the emperor.

Seeing that the emperor was deep in thought, he sighed helplessly and said softly: "Jinghong dance is easy to learn but difficult to master, so it's better not to do it and find something else."

Mei Zhuang and Jing Concubine both frowned.

Meizhuang knew that Lingrong had always been obsessed with spices and female celebrities, and her mind was not on singing and dancing.He winked at An Lingrong repeatedly and asked her to say goodbye to the emperor.

Hearing the Queen's words, she quickly echoed: "Lingrong was drunk just now and is not suitable for dancing."

Knowing that something would happen if she didn't speak, An Lingrong stood up and said to the emperor with a smile: "I am from a humble background and have never learned to dance since I was a child. But now my thoughts are all devoted to helping the emperor reduce the expenses of the harem. Associate Concubine Hua cannot imitate the dancing style of the former queen when it comes to taking care of the affairs of the Sixth Palace..."

When he heard An Lingrong excuse himself, the emperor's good impression of An Lingrong was dispelled.

However, when he heard An Lingrong's words and the following words, his face suddenly changed. He looked expectantly at the drunken beauty in front of him.

"Although I can't imitate the dance of the late queen, I learned a prayer dance from the person at the door when I was young. I wonder if the emperor is willing to..."

When they first heard that An Lingrong knew how to pray to the gods, all the concubines were shocked. Even the emperor couldn't help but raise his brows and take a good look at An Lingrong in front of him.

We must know that as early as the Song and Yuan Dynasties, the northern nomadic peoples had praying dances as recreational activities on the grasslands that evolved from summer hunting.

The prayer dance, also known as the war dance, has been recorded in ancient books.

The real peak of praying to the gods was in the early years, before the emperor came to power.

Every year during the summer solstice, there will be a grand dance ceremony to pray to the gods on the white jade bricks next to Taiye Pond.

It was also from that time that the military significance of men dancing war dances declined, and ornamental dances dominated by women, including ghosts, gods and entertainment, began to rise.

It is said that if a woman dances the prayer dance well, she can attract visions.

"can."

"I hope the emperor will give me some time to change my clothes." An Lingrong smiled and glanced at Cao Qinmo, who was holding a handkerchief, and said: "The lotus pond is blooming well outside, and I want to jump to the emperor on the wooden boat. look."

The emperor agreed. Just when An Lingrong was about to go down and change clothes, Meizhuang suddenly stood up and smiled at the emperor: "The ordinary sound of silk and bamboo orchestra is too tacky. It is better for the concubine to play the piano and sing loudly to cheer up the concubine An." "

An Lingrong knew that Meizhuang wanted to help her, so she distracted everyone's attention with the sound of the piano and singing.

An Lingrong took a look at Yin Changzai. This was an opportunity, but she didn't know if Xia Dongchun, who liked to rebel and cheat on others, would be willing to do it?

The emperor nodded and said: "Go and get Concubine Shu's Sauvignon Blanc."

I was busy and the eunuch offered me the piano.

In the past, Concubine Shu was blessed by the late emperor. However, due to Concubine Shu's identity at the time, the two had a bitter love for a long time before they finally achieved good results.

On the day Concubine Shu entered the palace, the emperor specially gave her a piano named Sauvignon Blanc and a flute named Chang Xiangshou as tokens of love.

After the death of the late emperor, Concubine Shu asked herself to leave the palace to practice cultivation, so the harp and flute stayed in the palace.

Meizhuang adjusted the tone a few times and nodded vigorously towards An Lingrong.

Yin Changzai saluted the emperor and empress, then sat beside Meizhuang with his head lowered and looked at An Lingrong with a proud face.

An Lingrong nodded slightly and went down to change clothes.

Everyone also followed the emperor's footsteps and came to the lotus pond. It was already night, and the lights were shining on the water, which gave it a unique flavor.

Not long after, An Lingrong had someone row a boat over.

She was born with a beautiful face, with snow-white skin and picturesque eyebrows.

Because she was dancing to pray to gods, she wore a cool gauze skirt, like a green lotus, which was beautiful and moving in the watery countryside in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, An Lingrong looked taciturn, as clear as ice, but gave people a cold feeling.

When the emperor saw An Lingrong like this, it instantly brought back all the memories he had with Rong'er.

Rong'er never seemed to bother fighting for favor and beauty, and only silently guarded her own little world.

Her beauty and nobility should make all the concubines look up to her and respect her.

An Lingrong nodded to Meizhuang Heyin.

When the music starts and the dance starts, An Lingrong also rises gracefully.

In addition to the music of Meizhuang's piano and the ever-present singing, as well as the sound of water splashing from An Lingrong's dance, the entire lotus pond was silent, as quiet as if no one was there.

An Lingrong performed vigorously in her first steps and danced rigorously and solemnly.

However, the sound of Meizhuang's piano gradually began to play, and the dance changed accordingly. When the rhythm and singing became more compact, An Lingrong's body seemed to be strengthened, and she no longer seemed unable to do her job.

As the music changes in Meizhuang's attempt to imitate the sacrifice, An Lingrong's movements also change, becoming more sensitive and skillful.

Her dancing posture is light and her jumping posture is extremely pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, An Lingrong seemed to be a dancing elf. The flutes and flutes were harmonious, the music of the piano was lingering, and the singing voice was graceful. It gradually became quieter, as if there was nothing there.

The prayer dance ended successfully, and An Lingrong's boat also arrived at the shore.

The emperor reached out to An Lingrong, held her in his arms, and whispered in his ear: "How many surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

An Lingrong lowered her head and smiled sweetly: "It's just a small trick, Emperor Bo just smiled."

Looking sideways, he saw that Cao Qinmo's expression changed slightly. He immediately stood up and said to the emperor with a smile: "What do you think of my concubine? Your sister is really smart and can do dances that ordinary people cannot do. This prayer dance is not inferior to the late queen's Jinghong dance." .”

Before she finished speaking, the queen looked at Cao Qin with a half-smile and said silently: "Why did Cao Concubine repeatedly mention the late queen's Jinghong Dance today? I remember that when the late queen performed this dance, even Concubine Hua had not yet entered the palace, let alone you. Well, how do you know how the old queen’s dance is? How can you compare An Binyi’s dance with it?”

Cao Qinmo heard that the queen's tone was not kind, which was very different from the past, and said with a smile: "I am so reckless, I have heard about it, so it is my regret that I can't see the queen's dancing."

PS: Logically speaking, the dance of the dynasty should be the ice play, not the prayer dance, but now it is summer, and it is impossible to freeze even if you want to, so Doujiu combined the war dance and the prayer dance together, plus the late emperor This is superstitious to say the least, so I hope you won’t be misled! ! !