After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 205 Killing Intent

Holding a long sword in his hand, Jiang Huaiyang walked down the stage step by step.

The whole room was quiet, everyone watched their noses, noses, and hearts, not a single cough was heard.Bai Zhiqi, who was kneeling in the hall, had never seen such a battle before, and couldn't care less about it, and stumbled to the side.

He was not allowed to bring a sword before entering the palace, and the envoy never thought that he would draw a sword, so he couldn't help but take a step back, "Is your majesty going to fight with a villain just because of a few words?"

Is Emperor Dawu so crazy that he doesn't even care about his envoy status?

He has seen this person's methods, and now he feels a little guilty.When he met those eyes that were as deep as a cold pool, he shuddered, and said insistently, "Your Majesty is not afraid of my king's rebellion?"

It's a big deal to fight again.

Jiang Huaiyang thought secretly, walking non-stop.He stood in front of the envoy and slowly raised his long sword.

Suddenly there was a soft body hugging him behind him, his cold hands were also covered, and the slender fingertips penetrated into his fingers, "Your Majesty, calm down."

Her voice was extremely gentle, as if it came from the sky, it didn't seem real.

Ruan Yuyi felt that his hand loosened a little, because he pushed the long sword away.The death of a Khitan is a trivial matter, but if the other party is an envoy, it should not be taken lightly.

Could it be that the person who can be sent on a mission is a dispensable person?It's hard to guarantee that his death won't make Khitan furious.War is never a matter for one person, it is a matter for the people of the world.

The long sword broke away from Jiang Huaiyang's hand and fell to the ground.

She was letting out a breath, but her hand was suddenly clasped by the person beside her, and she couldn't remember what she was still angry at the moment, so she let him hold her hand.

She raised her eyes to meet the eyes of the envoy, "If the envoy concludes that I am weak in Dawu only from the fact that Dawu's poems and songs are popular, wouldn't it be biased?" A foreigner with many heads, he didn't show any weakness at all.

Seeing the sword falling to the ground, the envoy felt relieved, and his eyes became irregular again, looking back and forth at her body, "Whether she is biased or not, you can tell after a little competition."

He turned his head and passed a glance to the person behind him, the person nodded and walked a few steps, cupping his hands towards Jiang Huaiyang.

He stepped back a few steps, put his fingers together to form a sword, and moved around to show off his sword skills.It has only been a few decades since the sword was introduced to Khitan, and some techniques are not yet systematic, perhaps because the Khitan people are better at using scimitars than swords.

After a cup of tea, the Khitan man withdrew his hands.The people in the same industry cheered and cheered.

Ruan Yuyi smiled and said nothing, seeing that the Khitan man retreated, she said, "Since it is in my vast land, I must fulfill the friendship of the landlord. We let you take a step and let the girl come."

In the eyes of the envoys and others, how could the hand holding the needle in Qiong's boudoir embroidery pavilion be able to hold a sword.

The envoy sneered and put on a magnanimous look, telling her not to show off.

After she mentioned it, everyone thought of the daughter of the Bai family.Everyone knows that the Bai family has female generals, so there is a ready-made one right now?Because a minister stood up and suggested, "Miss Bai is the second daughter of little general Bai, and she can make a good sword if you think about it."

Hearing his name, Bai Zhiqi's face froze.

She has never thought that women should be good at dancing with guns, and she thinks she is vulgar, so she has never practiced it carefully.If she agrees, she will not only lose face, but also defeat the lintel of the Bai family.

Seeing her expression, Ruan Yuyi knew that this matter was difficult, but she didn't really think about recommending her, instead she said, "Miss Bai was frightened, why don't you call her sister here."

She sent someone to invite Bai Zhiyou into the hall.

Jiang Huaiyang remained silent, her eyes darkened, and she just let her handle the matter.

What happened inside had already spread outside, so Bai Zhiyou and the others naturally knew about it.She saluted first, then raised her bright eyes and looked at Ruan Yuyi.

Ruan Yuyi took the long sword just now from Mu Xiang's hand, and handed it to her with both hands.

With a respectful expression on her face, she nodded and took it, weighing the weight of the sheathed sword in her hand.She clenched the sword with her fingertips, as if she was holding some fragile glass object.

Before entering the hall, she had removed the cumbersome bun, tied her long hair high, and wore a light skirt, like spikes on a flower. The strong wind at night revealed the charm of her grandfather.

The open space in the middle was given up.

Bai Zhiyou glanced around, smiled leisurely, and danced the long sword in his hand.

The sword with its scabbard should be heavy, but it was as light as nothing in her hand. Following her movements, phantoms were drawn.Since a woman practices swords, she pays more attention to dexterity, and her moves are tricky without losing strength.

With the sword closed, Ruan Yuyi clapped her hands, and the applause seemed extremely abrupt in the huge hall.

It goes without saying who wins and who loses.

Immediately, the officials in the seat also applauded and applauded, the louder the cheers, the more ugly the face of the Khitan envoy.

Jiang Huaiyang stood there, hugging the little lady's waist.In the midst of the hustle and bustle, he said in response to the occasion, "Appreciation."

Bai Zhiyou returned the sword and saluted to thank him.After the salute, she quietly raised her eyes, not daring to raise her eyes too much, so she only caught a glimpse of the crimson skirt on the side of the new emperor.

It was bustling here, Bai Zhiqi who had retreated to the side of the hall had nowhere to sit, because he was not given a seat, he had to kneel and sit on the ground.

She hadn't pulled away from the panic just now, and seeing her eldest sister's vigorous appearance, her eyes were filled with scarlet.In such a situation, His Majesty's reward will certainly not miss Bai Zhiyou.

She suppressed the emotion in her eyes, took the teapot from the servant girl, and wanted to pour tea for the queen mother.

The Empress Dowager took the teacup a little farther.

Her heart sank, she took a look at the queen mother, and she really saw that her eyes fell on her sister who was in the limelight.

In front of Taiji, Jiang Huaiyang ordered someone to set up a new table, and signaled the envoys to sit down, "The banquet is half over, why don't you sit down and eat first?"

The envoy gave a dry laugh, followed the palace servants with a cold face.
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The lights in the palace are shining brightly, the palace gates are open, the sound of people's voices and music intertwined and noisy, and the palace people in clusters of flowers come and go, until the midnight, the lights are gradually extinguished.

The ministers and their families left the palace and returned in the same chariots and horses as when they came.

Ruan Yuyi also took Luanyu back to Chang'an Palace.

At this time, there is still less than half an hour before the new day, and the palace people of Chang'an Palace planned to observe the new year and pray for good luck for the coming year, because they gathered together in the palace.

When Cen Li added some tea and fruit snacks, Qing Luo's eyes stared intently.

She thought it was funny, and ordered everyone to take their own if they wanted to eat.

Thinking that sitting idle is boring, Qing Luo bit the fruit and suggested in a vague voice, "Madam, why don't we come and cut some window grilles, it just happens to be used to decorate the palace tomorrow."

She thought about it, so she went to fetch the red paper and gold scissors.

There is no need to worry about these small items, because everyone is equipped with a pair of small scissors, and they can take as much as they like sprinkled with gold and red paper.

Qing Luo doesn't seem to do these patterns on paper very often, his hands are clumsy, and the things he cut out are like big cakes sprinkled with sesame seeds.While the maid who was close to her snatched the window grille from her hand, while avoiding her pursuit, she was laughing and yelling for everyone to watch.

Such a scene is so familiar.

Ruan Yuyi stared at this scene in a daze, and felt tears in her eyes again.

(End of this chapter)