Fu Canglu

Chapter 177 On the Lotus Stage, Sing for You

His Highness and Wei Lingshan sat idle for a while in the tavern.

Yi Xiao didn't look through the long letter that Li Changge left to Wei Lingshan in the red bag, but folded it neatly, and then he took out a black cloth bag from his waist.

"Well, from now on, the red bag belongs to me, and the black bag belongs to you." His Highness smiled and said, "Do you have any comments?"

Wei Lingshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he stretched out his slender hand and took the black pouch.

His Highness watched Wei Lingshan hang the black pouch around his waist with satisfaction, the more he watched, the more he couldn't help smiling, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Wei Lingshan tidied up his clothes a little, propped his elbows and said in a low voice, "Where are we going next?"

The eyes of the young highness who had been resting up and down slightly shifted, and finally stayed on Wei Lingshan's pretty face, which surprised Yi Xiao because Wei Lingshan couldn't get tired of looking at that face. The more he looked at it, the more amazing he was. It was hard to look away.

His Highness smiled and said, "As long as Miss Wei is not ostentatious, I will go wherever you say today."

After hearing the words, Wei Lingshan gave Yi Xiao a symbolic look, ignoring the guy's usual tricks, then she frowned slightly, and a place appeared in her mind, subconsciously said: "How about...go to the Peony Garden?"

"Okay, let's go to the Peony Garden." The little highness's eyes still stayed on the pink and tender cheeks that were naturally uncarved, and his smile did not diminish. Qiaolian said softly: "If Da Wei Longque is willing to take me into the boudoir, today I will insist on robbery, and I will never resist."

Wei Lingshan had long sensed that some evil-minded guy had bad eyesight and frivolous words.

She smiled slightly, and said softly: "How well has your little Highness practiced swordsmanship recently?"

Then a pitch-black scabbard was gently patted on the table by Wei Lingshan.

Seeing Qi Yu's scabbard trembling along with the entire table, the corners of His Highness's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly looked away from Wei Lingshan, sitting upright, not daring to look or say more.

Take soft.

Then Yi Xiao suddenly said: "The Peony Garden is inside the palace, it may be very difficult to get in now."

Wei Lingshan shook his head lightly, and said, "It's okay."

His Royal Highness frowned, thinking of the mysterious emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty who still didn't show up even in the seventh red moon of July for no reason.

A red pavilion.

Thousands of peonies are in full bloom. This is the holy land where peonies bloom in all seasons. It is colorful and spectacular.

Outside the Peony Pavilion, separated by a mile of peony, stands a green curtain and a lotus platform.

A figure reclined in the Peony Pavilion.

He was lazily lying on the bench in the pavilion, resting his cheeks with one hand, Danfeng's eyes were slightly closed, his gaze was far away, his smile was faint, and he was sleepy.

Wearing a purple shirt, with a red fan that opens and closes slightly at the waist.

"Zong Heng." He said softly, "It's rare to be interested in viewing flowers, but people always come to disturb you. You guard the entrance of the peony garden, and no one else is allowed to enter."

The middle-aged man holding a sword standing respectfully beside the man in purple shirt nodded slightly, folded his sleeves and bowed his head, about to exit.

Master Zishan chuckled and added: "If you break in, you will be killed."

The leader of swordsmanship in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Xuanhuangjian, who once ranked second in the heaven list, looked calm after hearing the words, and his hands holding the sword were still steady, but his voice trembled slightly when he said that word.

"Yes."

Xuan Shangyu hummed lightly, and continued to close his eyes.

In this scene, an actor's voice actually came from the green curtained lotus stage.

There was no one on stage.

And the man in the purple shirt under the stage smiled brightly like a lotus flower in full bloom.

He muttered to himself like a dreamer.

"Read here."

As if no one was there, the green curtain on the lotus platform moved with the wind, and the man in the purple shirt closed his eyes and raised his hand in a side lying position.

Big Red fanned it.

Twelve faces of Juechen rotated on the fan.

All of them are the beauty of the country and the city.

Looking carefully, there seems to be a little snow white mixed with the red fan.

Northern snowstorm.

The red fan swayed slightly, and the fragrant wind blew across his face. The man in the purple shirt slowly opened his eyes.

"coming."

There was a loud bang outside the peony garden, the ground trembled, dust was flying, and then everything was quiet.

Dead silence.

Thousands of troops and horses stopped suddenly, and only one voice remained at this moment.

The wooden door outside the red pavilion was gently pushed open, revealing the figures of two young men and women.

The sound of horseshoes stomping on the ground was noisy. The Luoyang imperial army raised its head and snorted while the horse's head was pulled down forcibly, and the sound of snorting stopped halfway.

Xuanhuang Jianzong, who was ordered to go out to kill people, sighed and stopped between the two of them and the imperial army.

Wei Lingshan's face was calm, white clothes and white socks were not stained with dust along the way, he pushed open the wooden door, and took the lead to enter the peony garden.

Yi Xiao smiled and turned around, with one hand held flat in front of her chest, and held up the long and narrow token engraved with the word "Cao" three-pointed to the bone for many cavalry generals to look at.

Luoyang heart.

He backed away with a smile until he entered the peony garden, then closed the wooden door painted red, and then put down the noble token that Emperor Wei bestowed on Longque as a symbol of supreme status.

And the imperial cavalry, whose face remained unchanged after seeing "Luoyang Heart", could only remain silent at this moment.

Zong Heng stood with his sword in his arms, his face expressionless in front of Baiqi, his clothes were swept back by the strong wind, and he said calmly: "You are really brave. After seeing the 'Luoyang Heart', you dare to give birth to the desire to kill Heart?"

Zong Heng naturally knew the reason.

But the hundred riders were silent.

The Captain of the Forbidden Army who led the team was assigned to the inner city of Luoyang after the death of Lord Hou. It has been 16 years since then. The Great Wei Longque was playing and laughing in the city, and it was vivid in my memory from childhood to adulthood.

He never thought that such a lovely girl would grow up one day and leave the inner city of Luoyang.

Great Wei Mingzhu.

The only one in the Northern Wei Dynasty who was worthy of her was Chen Wanjuan, who was childhood sweetheart with Princess Longque.

Not just because of childhood sweethearts.

It is even more because he is the heir of Lord Hou, the champion.

To this day, Wei Lingshan and this black-clothed boy of unknown origin traveled hand in hand in Luoyang, and then entered the city as a pair without any disguise.

The captain of the Forbidden Army thought of what the champion Hou Da said to his veterans before his death: "The heart lives for the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the body dies for the Northern Wei Dynasty. Life and death are determined by the fate, so that after death, one's heart can be peaceful."

He led the team out almost without thinking for a second.

Baiqi came out in a mighty manner, but stopped in front of the black-clothed boy who turned his back and faced Baiqi with an extremely useless posture.

The girl in white who was held in the palm of Emperor Wei walked straight all the way without stopping for a moment, or even turning her head to look at herself.

She just took out the Luoyang heart from her bosom, and handed it to the boy in black, who took the Luoyang heart and held it up high.

The captain of the Imperial Army who originally wanted to shout the name of the champion Xiaohou Chen Wanjuan swallowed the name abruptly, and then had to rein in the precipice with an ugly face.

The two take one step, and the hundred riders force one step.

Until Zong Heng appeared with an ugly expression holding his sword.

He came to meet Yi Xiao, with his long sleeves fluttering, and his steps were extremely fast. When he passed by the little highness, he spoke in a low voice.

"Advise the princess not to enter the park, and return immediately."

Wei Lingshan, who had smelled the scent of the purple shirt for a long time, just nodded slightly after hearing the words, with calm eyes, and then pushed open the wooden door of the peony garden.

Zong Heng could only swallow a sigh into his stomach, facing Baiqi, pointed at the captain of the imperial army who led the team rashly, and said quietly: "You waited for the imperial army to guard the city, but neglected your duty and went out without orders. You should be relieved of your military duties and receive ten military staffs each, thinking that the princess is kind, so you will be exempted from punishment and retreat quickly."

There was another sound of ground tremors outside the peony garden.

It's just that at this moment, it's no longer the noise of pressing swarms coming, but the sound of horseshoes gradually drifting away as they leave.

Xuan Shangyu didn't look back, and knew that those two had already entered the peony garden.

The smile on his face remained undiminished, and he still maintained the side-lying position with his eyes closed.

His Royal Highness entered the Peony Garden last and arrived first, and at this moment he was sitting in front of the Zishan Great Master.

He smiled and looked at the man in the purple shirt with the wild atmosphere of the north.

The clothes were stained with the permafrost of the northern plains, and unmelted extreme northern snowflakes stuck to the red fan.

Yi Xiao smiled unceremoniously and said, "Come back from Beiyuan?"

Xuan Shangyu didn't open his eyes, but nodded with a half-smile.

Then he raised a finger and shook it slightly before his lips.

"Watch a play."

His Highness turned his head, stood up, and smiled stiffly.

Wei Lingshan slowly stood beside Yi Xiao, shoulder to shoulder.

Within one mile, there are countless peonies, which are red and purple, and are extremely beautiful in the world.

One mile away, on the lotus platform with green curtains, there was a faint laugh.

There was an extra slim figure.

High bun, wide clothes and wide sleeves.

She turned her back to all sentient beings and chuckled to herself.

So all living beings lost their souls.

On the lotus platform, the woman stood up, and the lavish gown fell slowly. After it faded, a layer of plain gauze was revealed. Under the plain gauze, there was a crimson light gown that was as bright as blood.

Regardless of the red dress or the plain gauze over the red dress, they all fell slightly at this moment, exposing her flawless white shoulders.

red piano.

Red coat.

Yi Xiao turned her head to look at the man in the purple shirt, and all she saw was his slowly opening eyes, with a light and playful smile.

His Highness silently raised his hand, and the lotus coiled up like a snake.

Xuan Shangyu gently raised his hand, twisted the edge of the sword with both hands, and deflected the demon sword away.He looked directly into Yi Xiao's eyes, where two green lotuses were spinning and blooming, the golden light was compelling.

He chuckled and repeated two words: "Watching a play."

His Highness took a deep breath.

Move your gaze back to the lotus platform again.

Just watched for a second.

The woman whose back was exactly the same as the red dress sighed softly, holding the red piano in her bare hands, and stretched the green strings left and right.

There was a clank.

Like a torrent on the top of a city, the moon is setting and the Qi River is roaring.

Then there was an extremely uncoordinated sword cry.

Yi Xiao put the flower on the red pavilion and sat back on the seat.

Beiyuan was windy and snowy, but Yi Xiao never thought that meeting the man in red would be in Luoyang.

Wei Lingshan sat next to Yi Xiao.

The little majesty's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and finally let out a foul breath.

He was majestic and motionless, his eyes no longer looked at the purple shirt constantly floating in the red pavilion, but looked at the green curtained lotus platform, and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will accompany you to the theater."

(End of this chapter)