The Rise of Phoenixes

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He smiled, raised his glass, and paid tribute to Feng Zhiwei.

Feng Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, greeted his first salute from afar, and returned to his seat with a smile. He refused to say anything.

Everyone was amazed by the admiring eyes that followed her. I could not imagine that the ambiguous Feng's woman had been a pearl of dust for many years. Now she has been wiped and the dust is full of light. She is better than the women of the family who have frequently won great reputations in poetry meetings I do not know how many times!

This reminds me of Feng Zhiwei's malignant maverick mother, Miss Qiufu, Qiu Mingying, who was also a well-known female middle-aged female emperor in Beijing, known as a double martial arts, poetry, book, piano and chess, but later brought troops to worship For the female handsome, the martial arts record is too dazzling to cover up the magnificent literary grace, but it makes people forget that she has also lightly dressed slowly, Linting Fu poems.

Needless to say, Ms. Feng has been living with her mother, so outstanding talent must have come from her mother teaching day and night.

"It's worthy of the phoenix female handsome." Looking at her for a long while, Emperor Tiansheng finally spoke slowly, "Family origin, well-deserved reputation."

This "family origin" is quite different from the previous ironic "family origin". Once it comes from the mouth of Tiansheng, it represents an attitude.

The crowd immediately understood.

"Huofeng's handsome and handsome man, Wu Di, has been famous for Dijing that year, and after Miss Feng is worthy of fame..."

"Looking at the handsome female heroes in the past was fascinating..."

"I don't see the female handsome for a long time, I think Fenghua is better than that..."

Feng Zhiwei pressed the table with his hand, smiling modestly, listening calmly, half of his face sank in the pale red light of the palace lantern, and no one saw the look on her face.

No one noticed that her eyes shone brightly and the water glowed.

mother.

Many years ago, on the Spring Festival banquet, you also appeared in a screen poem.

You have also smiled, and the hairpins passed through the palace and entered the palace, which contained the glory of all the people.

You have also faced provocations above the Golden Temple, a glass of wine was thrown out of the temple, and the glass of wine was exhausted.

Now I reproduce your generosity and arrogance, a hundred poems about fighting wine, and before the emperor Xiaoao.

Finally, the emperor sighed in memory of the past.

With his sentence, no one can lie to you from now on, and no one can humiliate you with that old thing.

She gleamed her eyes and wanted to drink another glass of wine, so that the warm and spicy taste rushed away at this moment, but the hot glass was not touched-the glass has been thrown by her for the show.

A full glass of wine suddenly passed to her, and Helian Zheng thief smiled in her ear, "Hey, just a glass of wine, you don't want to be moved to cry."

Feng Zhi turned his face slightly, his eyes were crystal clear, his eyes were warm, and he smiled at Helian Zheng, "Thank you."

He Lianzheng looked at her smile for a moment, and then resumed the usual arrogance of the day, a chest shot, "Auntie is my heart, my liver, my lifeblood, baby, let alone a glass of wine, you want I don’t want to marry another nine wives, and I recognize them!"

What nine wives? Feng Zhi was stunned for a while before he reacted and turned around again. He glanced at him and smiled, "Relax, since Auntie is your heart and your liver, you will definitely worry about the ten wives of the baby nephew, No one can be less."

He Lianzheng smiled but didn't answer, and poured himself the wine, but that glass of wine, slowly resting on his lips, not drinking.

Because the election of the concubine failed to get what she wanted, the emotions of the ladies were a little low. Chang Guifei saw, whispering in the ear of Tiansheng Emperor, Tiansheng Emperor's eyes lit up, and then smiled and said: "I know that you are most interested ."

"Your Majesty praised the concubine, but the concubine did not dare to suffer this time." Chang Guifei smiled, "This is the filial piety of King Wei, and the concubine has never seen it."

She clapped her hands, and there was music on all sides.

The sound of the music came suddenly, and the tone was gorgeous and weird, with a little clear and misty, and a little weird ups and downs, implying a strange rhythm of agitation, listening to the person's heart as if it was tight and loose, and jumped up.

People who didn't see the music on all sides, only felt that the rhythm was far and near, and they jumped off and indulged, one after another, seeming to squeeze the blood out of the person's veins, which caused the pulse of the person to slam, some delicate. Miss everyone, I blushed into my face unconsciously.

Only the sound of music had already grabbed people's attention. The Emperor Tiansheng changed his casual attitude, lost his cup, and straightened slightly.

The red light of the palace lanterns on all sides suddenly dimmed, and the red light flashed.

The red light flashed, the night breeze came, and on the lotus pond in front of the temple, someone suddenly flew from a huge lotus!

It is covered with red silk and silk, and the dance clothes are in the wind. The snake snake bun and hibiscus face, and the brows are like a demon, and there is a golden polo flower between the brows and the heart, like acacia.

She held an odd-shaped petite golden pipa-like musical instrument, and her fingers pointed to the sound of clank and clank, resembling the sound of far strange music. The limp and soft lotus among the lotus, people were limping on the flowers, and suddenly the pavilion's lotus leaf was overturned. Shaking, suddenly dialing the clear waves of the clear blue water splashing, slender waist soft fingers, like silk tossing and turning, soft and unbelievable, all kinds of movements are more enchanting and charming, obviously is a dignified flying dance, and even jumped out to her A little bit of Ye Yan, Na Ye Yan resides in dignity, looming, but more moving than Yan Wu.

The woman in the seat, everyone's face red, and the man in the seat, everyone is breathing tightly.

Emperor Tiansheng tried hard to hold himself, and still couldn't control his shortness of breath. He only felt that the woman was dancing from afar, and her face was clearly unclear, but when she smiled, Rong Hua was very prosperous, as if she were only one person.

The second prince who presented the dancer immediately came forward and laughed: "Father Emperor, this is a dancer from Xiliang. Since childhood, she has been scoured with peculiar herbs from the wild and dense woodland. She does not eat fireworks and edifies. Decent as soft as a fresh breath, and good at flower dance, it is very different from my Central Plains style, what do you think?"

"Okay!" Emperor Tiansheng couldn't help but praise, and immediately noticed his gaffe. He quickly corrected his face and said, "It's just a war, it's reasonable to be frugal, and it's too much to sing and dance. ."

"Father and emperor, the mother and daughter have fifty years of life. If they don't even have singing and dancing, they are too wronged." The second prince smiled, "What's more, this woman dances also my yangyanglie dance."

"This is'Yangguan Lie'?" Emperor Tiansheng was stunned, and he leaned over and looked carefully before murmuring, "Can the war dance be like this? What a wonderful flower..."