Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 829 Just a Sword Dance (Part [-])

A cow is struggling all the way in this world. Everyone has their own encounters and fortunes.

Yang Ruoqing didn't pay attention to what Yang Huaming did to get money so quickly.

He is an adult, and an adult is responsible for his actions.

She just takes care of herself.

When Xiao Yu mended Wang Liang's clothes, washed them, dried them in the sun, folded them neatly and returned them to Wang Liang, it was already noon on the sixth day.

On the sixth day...

Yang Ruoqing looked towards the direction of Licheng in the east.

At this point in time, Tang Yazi should be attending the celebration banquet, right?

The celebration banquet is one day, and he should be back tomorrow.

Hey, he even left a big bowl of wild apple juice for him, and kept it in the well.

……

Licheng is a hundred miles away.

Southern Palace.

The celebration banquet was held in an octagonal pavilion in the heart of the lake in the back garden of the palace.

The octagonal gazebo is spacious and comfortable, and the venetian blinds made of eight-sided green bamboo are half rolled and half closed, blocking the sunlight from shining on the pavilion.

On the surface of the lake outside the pavilion, lotus leaves are clustered, and the pink lotus flowers reveal their fragrance.

Inside the pavilion, the low desks made of pear blossom wood are arranged neatly.

The delicacies, melons and fruits and wine make people feel like they are in a fairyland.

The middle-aged man sitting on the main seat has a square face and beard, although he came here with the help of a pair of crutches.

But when he sat down, his eyes swept over everyone sitting next to him.

The eye-catching brilliance of those tiger eyes is extremely intimidating, and one dare not underestimate it.

He glanced around, and a loud voice sounded in the gazebo.

"It's such a scorching summer, all of you come to my Nanwangfu, and my Nanwangfu is full of splendor."

"You are sincerely invited to come over, the so-called two things."

"First, congratulate General Luo Fengtang, our newly promoted guard commander in Licheng."

"Secondly, the little girl was besieged by barbarians when I went back to Peach Blossom Nunnery. Fortunately, General Luo rushed to help in time to resolve the little girl's crisis."

"I, Luo Feixiong, can't thank you enough!"

Speaking of this, Prince Nan cupped his fists and gave a bow to Luo Fengtang who was sitting on the left side.

"General Luo is my daughter's life-saving benefactor, please forgive Luo for being disabled and unable to stand up to thank..."

Nan Wangye's words brought the attention of everyone in the pavilion to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang hurriedly stood up, standing upright like a pole.

He clasped his fists and returned a salute to Lord Nan who was on the throne.

"It is the bounden duty of a soldier to protect the people of Daqi, the prince is serious!" he said.

Lord Nan looked at the tall and straight young general in silver armor in front of him, and nodded secretly.

This person is still young, but his words and deeds are calm.

I heard that Orion was born in the mountain village, but I haven't seen any big scenes.

But today, the banquets in this gazebo are all celebrities and dignitaries from all walks of life in Licheng.

In this kind of scene, this boy Luo can be calm and unhurried, neither humble nor overbearing.

Not bad!

Prince Nan's admiration for Luo Fengtang increased further.

Princess Bingqing, who was sitting behind Prince Nan, stared at Luo Fengtang without blinking her wonderful eyes.

The waves are like water, shy and unstoppable.

All the guests attending the banquet smiled knowingly when they heard Nan Wangye's words.

Some echoed in public and praised Luo Fengtang.

Among the seats, there was one person who looked gloomy and disdainful.

When his gaze fell on Princess Bingqing, he just happened to see the princess peeking at Luo Fengtang with a blushing face.

He gritted his teeth secretly, the muscles on his cheeks couldn't help but swelled up, and he squeezed harder with his fingers holding the wine glass, and then harder.

It seems that it is Luo Fengtang's bone, he wants to crush it!

Nan Wangye made an introduction to everyone at the banquet, and invited the singers in the mansion to perform singing and dancing on the open white jade trestle that is connected under the gazebo.

The sound of the piano is faint, and there is a dance to the song. The man put down the wine cup in his hand and stood up.

He bowed his hands to Prince Nan who was on the main seat, "My lord, it's such a beautiful day, and all of you here are celebrities from Licheng, so it's a bit monotonous just watching these singers sing."

Prince Nan was talking sideways with Luo Fengtang on the left, upon hearing this person's words, he turned his head and his eyes fell on the speaker.

The young man who spoke was named Kang Sheng, whose father was one of the few big country gentlemen in Licheng.

All the tea and cloth in Licheng belong to the Kang family.

In addition, the Kang family is second to none in forging, quarrying, and making chariots, horses and war equipment.

His father and Prince Nan are also family friends.

"Well, it's really a bit tedious. What better suggestion does Nephew Kang Xian have?" Nan Wangye asked.

Kang Sheng held his head high and his chest raised, the corners of his lips curled up in a confident arc.

"Today we gather here to celebrate General Luo's achievements."

"General Luo kills barbarians, kills cults, and is unparalleled in heroism."

"Excuse me, but I want to invite General Luo to dance the sword together. I don't know what General Luo wants?"

Kang Sheng asked.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the banquet was in an uproar and whispered in private.

The Kang family is the leading gentry in Licheng. Not only some members of the family are officials in the court, but the family business involves all aspects.

The Kang family is rich and powerful, and as the eldest son of the family, Kang Sheng has all the resources devoted to him alone.

Mr. Kang specially found a master to teach him kung fu. When he was young, he heard that a sword could be danced like a master, and gods and ghosts wept together.

Many people have heard of it, but very few have seen it with their own eyes.

As for the newly promoted Luo Fengtang, this official position is nothing in the eyes of these people.

There are too many officials bigger than this.

It's just that the other party is the distinguished guest of Lord Nan, and also the protagonist of today's banquet.

Everyone was naturally curious about Luo Fengtang's force value.

Hearing that Kang Sheng took the initiative to invite Luo Fengtang to dance swords together, everyone stretched their necks, wanting to have a wonderful block.

On the main seat, Prince Nan pondered for a while when he heard Kang Sheng's words.

Then he turned his inquiring gaze to Luo Fengtang, the one on the lower left.

"General Luo, what do you think?"

Feeling that everyone's eyes were on him again, Luo Fengtang put down the wine cup.

Tall and tall, his eyes swept over everyone.

"It's rare for everyone to be happy today, so I'll make a fool of myself to cheer everyone up!"

Hearing that Luo Fengtang accepted the invitation, a cold smile flashed across Kang Sheng's eyes.

Kid, dare to dance swords on the same stage with me?

I'm going to teach you what it means to 'disgrace yourself'!

Here, Nan Wangye was in a good mood when he saw these two young people about to dance swords.

He raised his hand and ordered the attendants who were waiting on the side: "Go, get the sword from my study."

Kang Sheng stopped it with a smile.

"That sword is the lord's favorite thing. When the lord assisted the sage to enter the world, he brought that sword with him."

"The younger generation is just a sword dance. How dare you use that precious sword if you smile?"

As Kang Sheng spoke, he winked at the attendant behind him.

The attendant brought a sword that was more than three feet long. The scabbard was extremely beautiful and carved with complicated patterns.

The hilt of the sword is made of ebony, and is tied with a red silk.

(End of this chapter)