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Chapter 460 Hu Xuan Dance

There was about a month left before the end of the year, and the letter from Chang'an also arrived in Jinling. The two letters were delivered to the hands of two people almost at the same time.

After putting down the letter, Li Yuanji sat there in deep thought for a long time, while Xu Jingzong, who received the letter, just smiled lightly.

Next, Xu Jingzong immediately got up and went to find the prince.

"Yan Clan, you are a guy who never comes without a reason. You suddenly came to me today. Is there something wrong?"

The Crown Prince liked Xu Jingzong very much. He was good at his work, tactful and almost never asked for anything from his superiors. Unless there was something really urgent, he would always do things quietly, neither competing for fame nor seizing power. This was what the most likable minister was like.

"Your Highness, the thing is, it's almost the New Year. I think the literary style of the Wei Dynasty has flourished in recent years, but the talented people in the capital haven't gathered for a long time, and the poetry collectors haven't presented good poems for a long time. I think it's better to take this opportunity to hold a literary event, and Your Highness can participate in it to show the style of the Wei Dynasty."

"Well, that makes sense." The prince pondered for a moment, "But now that my father is dying, as a son, would it be a little... inappropriate for me to hold such a grand event?"

"Your Highness, this is the Ministry of Rites's responsibility. Your Highness just values ​​talent. His Majesty will surely agree."

"That's fine. You submit your petition tomorrow and I'll approve it." The prince laughed, looked back at Jinlian who was serving beside him, and then asked Xu Jingzong: "Yan clan, do you think I should take the crown princess with me that day?"

"It's up to you, Your Highness. However, I think if we bring the Crown Princess along, those scholars will behave in an unrestrained manner and may offend the Crown Princess."

"Yes, yes, that's right. Then let's follow the Yan clan's instructions. You can take charge of it."

Just as Xu Jingzong was about to leave, His Highness suddenly called him, "Let's call the Hanlin Academy as well. It would be interesting to ask them to play some instruments and sing."

"According to the order."

On the second day, Xu Jingzong actually submitted a memorial. The Crown Prince pretended to have a discussion in the court, and then happily finalized the result.

This is a very small matter, costing less than a thousand taels, and no one would object to inviting some literati to sing praises.

So things were arranged very quickly, and almost at the same time when Xia Lin took the princess to distribute food everywhere, the matter was basically finalized.

But then a variable appeared. Li Yuanji hesitated. His original mission was just to take advantage of his drunkenness to tease the prince's favorite concubine, and then Xu Jingzong would report him, saying that he had no respect for his elders and disrupted the etiquette.

Li Yuanji was a crown prince, and the crown prince could not really deal with him, but he certainly did not want to see him again. At this moment, Xu Jingzong would look through the books of the Ministry of Rites, and then pick out one item from them to send Li Yuanji back to his hometown.

The Crown Prince might not ask him to go back because of his status as a hostage. At this time, Xu Jingzong only needed to tell the Crown Prince that it would be better to drive Li Yuanji away on the grounds that he had not returned home for a long time to fulfill his filial duty.

The Wei Dynasty was founded on filial piety, so no one, not even the Lord, could argue against this. And with the prince's mentality, anything would be fine as long as he could be driven away.

But now things have changed. Li Yuanji doesn't want to leave. Ever since Erfeng and her sister came last time, he has been shaken. He doesn't want to get involved in the struggle among his brothers and sisters again.

There was something his sister said before she left that he still remembers to this day, which was what his sister said to him, "Sanhu, you are not a child anymore. Neither your brothers and sisters nor your father can help you decide what your future will be like. You should have your own ideas."

But he was not stupid. He also knew that if he stayed here, as soon as Emperor Hongbao left after the new year, his father would raise an army in Chang'an and Taiyuan, and he would be the one to be sacrificed.

So now he is particularly conflicted.

To be honest, he was a little bored at the moment. He wanted to do his favorite musical instruments and sing, wanted to teach beautiful girls to dance, and wanted to let the drumbeat in his heart sing to the sky.

But he knew that he only had one chance. Born in a noble family, no matter how dumb he was, he still had some brains. So a decision that he made for the first time in his life suddenly appeared in his mind.

He wanted to leave here and not go back to Chang'an. He wanted to go to Fuliang, hide his identity, and become a musician. No one would know who he was a musician for!
So he threw the letter his brother gave him into the brazier, and then walked out of the small courtyard where he was imprisoned with his head held high.

The moment he walked out of the courtyard, Li Yuanji actually felt for the first time the happiness of being a human being. Even if he was not a good person, at least from today on, he would not be a bargaining chip tossed around by others.

Today the prince's mansion is full of distinguished guests, and everyone follows the prince's lead. They are said to be scholars and writers, but there are many who kneel down and lick his hemorrhoids. The prince is a bit impetuous, and he is not even as sober as when he met Xia Lin in Yangzhou many years ago. Since he became regent, he has encountered too many compliments and flattery. In fact, he has been floating for a long time, and it can even be said that he has lost himself.

He felt that his handwriting was better than Zhang Zhongchun's, his literary talent was better than Xia Lin's, and even his father was not as good as him in governing the country. Except for not leading troops to fight, he was simply an all-rounder.

At this moment, Sanhu had been sitting at the table drinking cup after cup, but his eyes had never left the prince and the beautiful woman beside him.

"Jinlian, go and perform a dance for the talented scholars!"

After three rounds of drinks, the prince was full of flattery and a little tipsy, so he waved his hand and asked Jinlian to go down and dance.

Jinlian was born into a wealthy family and often frequented brothels. She had a great figure and appearance, and she was also proficient in music, so her whirling dance was extremely seductive.

It can be said that before, it was not that no one had secretly said that the prince was addicted to women and had the appearance of Emperor Xin. But when Jinlian's sleeves were swung, these young people began to gradually understand King Zhou, sympathize with King Zhou, and yearn for King Zhou. Who could resist this? It really can't be blamed on others.

Just when everyone was immersed in the dance, Li Yuanji suddenly came to the front of the stage. He was drunk and holding a Hu people's hand drum, he walked to the side and started dancing with Jinlian.

He beat the Hu drums and began to dance the Hu dance. The rhythm suddenly changed. Jinlian was a little overwhelmed at first, but the prince did not call for a stop, so she could only bite the bullet and follow the ugly man in front of her.

The prince had actually sobered up by this moment. He sat there with a grim face watching Li Yuanji flirting with her.

He danced very well and created a lively atmosphere, but the prince was unhappy because the woman on the stage was his forbidden love that he could only admire from afar and not touch. But now, in public, if he called a stop, not only would he lose his royal manners, but he would also be accused of being petty.

However, the Hu Xuan dance on the stage became more and more intense, and the two dancers' postures became closer and closer. The prince saw Jinlian's eyes looking for help several times, but he could only suppress his anger and turn his head away, but this made him feel humiliated.

After a long time, perhaps half an hour, the drumbeats finally stopped. Li Yuanji was covered in sweat, and Jinlian's clothes were almost all stuck to her body, which made people feel lustful and have wild thoughts.

"Good!" Li Yuanji shouted, jumped off the stage, picked up the wine jug next to him and drank from it. After finishing the drink, he laughed loudly and threw the wine jug away: "Great!"

After shouting, he looked at Jinlian who was running towards the prince and gave her a weird smile. This smile completely infuriated the prince. His eyes were fixed on Li Yuanji at this moment, but he still had to follow others and applaud the performance.

After this journey, the prince left early not long after. His face was ashen when he left, and he no longer cared about those literati. If the anger in his heart could turn into flames, this flame would surely burn Li Yuanji into a diamond.

The prince left, and Xu Jingzong, who was in charge of the banquet, naturally had to follow immediately. The prince was really furious at this moment.

"Your Highness."

Xu Jingzong caught up from behind and quickly explained: "Your Highness, please don't be angry."

"No, I have nothing to be angry about."

The prince's teeth creaked as he spoke: "It's my fault. It's all my fault. I forgot that there is a person named Li Yuanji in the Hanlin Academy."

"What does Your Highness want?"

"What is there to think about? I know you want to help me vent my anger again, but this is not easy to do. He is Li Yuan's son, and he is here as a hostage."

Xu Jingzong's eyes rolled. "Your Highness, I dare to ask you a question. Do you want to keep him or not? If you don't want to, I have a way..."

As he spoke, his fingers slid under his neck. The prince understood his meaning immediately and shook his head decisively: "That won't do. Li Yuan is not someone you can easily mess with. If something really happens, it would just be a coincidence that he was given the opportunity."

Xu Jingzong lowered his eyelids and said softly: "Then I have another idea."

"You said."

"This person is useless to begin with, and he even displeased Your Highness today. It would be better for him to just go back."

"He's a proton."

"So what about protons?" Xu Jingzong chuckled.

"Oh? The Yan clan has a good solution. I'm fed up with this toad-like thing."

Xu Jingzong lowered his voice and said, "The Wei Dynasty was founded on loyalty and filial piety. Li Yuanji has been here for quite some time. Your Highness should show some leniency and let him go back to visit his family. Just get him out as soon as possible."

"Is there any law?"

"You may have."

"The Yan clan is the Yan clan after all, and I love them deeply. Alas... that ugly thing really ruined our fun today. Let's go, Yan clan, let's go to the back and have a few more drinks."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

At this point, the matter had actually been resolved perfectly. The prince didn't care whether Li Yuanji was a hostage or not, and Xu Jingzong also got a great opportunity. Otherwise, why did Xia Lin hand this matter over to Xu Jingzong instead of letting Ma Zhou or Lao Zhang take a look.

After all, when it comes to being a traitor, Lao Xu is truly the best in the world...

(End of this chapter)