I became an immortal in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 119 Once Upon a Time, There Was a Beautiful Woman, Lady Gongsun (Thanks to Alliance Leader Minghui Hundun for the donation)
Upon seeing the king and nobles in the distance, the group lowered their voices.

They were local gentry from Yanzhou. The Prince of Hedong was a member of the Li family, a nephew of the current emperor, and was known for his bad temper. They were not people they could afford to offend.

Jiang She ate and drank.

The meal included lamb arm rolls, which are actually somewhat similar to roasted lamb leg and were a dish served in the imperial court.

He also asked the waiter how to make the dish.

The eunuch spoke slowly and deliberately, explaining to the guest that the lamb leg was first marinated overnight with various seasonings. After draining, it was brushed with maltose syrup and roasted over a low flame. The resulting lamb had a bright reddish-brown skin, was crispy and tender, and its aroma was incredibly enticing.

The servants used knives to divide the food and hand it to the guests.

Jiang She took a bite.

The aroma is overwhelming.

I can try it myself sometime; he and the cat both love to eat lamb.

After the servants left and began to cut and serve the sheep to the other guests, the group of people around them resumed their conversation.

"The Prince of Qi is not in good health."

“Last year, my cousin went to a banquet at the Prince of Qi’s residence. He mentioned that the prince would drink two jugs of wine every day, and the room was filled with fragrant breezes, music, and a romantic atmosphere of poetry and wine.”

The scholar in the blue shirt who was speaking shook his head.

"Now that I think about it, people with qi deficiency should not drink alcohol or burn incense."

Some scholars were puzzled.

"The sage has already issued an edict to seek out famous doctors, Taoist priests and extraordinary people from all over the world, and some of them have already arrived in Yanzhou."

"So many people, yet not one of them can cure Prince Qi?"

The scholar in blue robes said:
"Believe it or not, a few experts have actually come. I heard that many of them are highly skilled in Taoism, good at talismans and alchemy, and each of them has profound Taoist magic. They are not the kind of Taoist people that you or I can ask for."

A bystander pressed, "Is it all in vain?"

"Yes and no."

The scholar in the blue robe deliberately kept everyone in suspense, leisurely raising his wine cup, waiting for the other person to ask.

Next to them.

Jiang She lowered his head to eat, savoring the fine wine and enjoying the sumptuous feast.

Many people took the opportunity to socialize.

They came simply to listen to stories, watch songs and dances, and have a hearty meal.

Yuan Danqiu and Li Bai exchanged a glance. Remembering the Taoist priests and monks copying texts in the snow, a strange sense of amusement arose in their hearts. They put down their cups and whispered to Jiang She:

"Sir, do you think those people have finished copying?"

The person next to them heard what he said.

The scholar in the blue robe turned and asked, "Have you all heard about it?"

He sized up the group of people; they were all unfamiliar faces. He had met them at a banquet in Yanzhou before, but he had never seen them before. Their demeanor, however, was quite distinguished.

Jiang She nodded.

"I've seen it."

The scholar in the blue robe raised his wine cup, smiling as he offered a toast:

"It turns out that you gentlemen are even more interested in unusual things than I am, and have actually gone outside the city to meet those sages."

"My name is Gao Ziming."

"Let's raise a glass to everyone."

The phrase "at this time, things are strange" refers to people's fondness for unusual and novel things, their special interest in mysterious matters, and their literary aspirations.

Jiang She also raised his glass in return and drank it all in one gulp.

Those around them waited until they finished drinking before asking the question.

"What are you talking about? Aren't those conscripted soldiers at the imperial palace? Why are they outside the city?"

Gao Ziming smiled.

He has already had someone investigate the whole story.

He said slowly and deliberately:

"The wise men said that there were evil spirits and wicked worshipers causing trouble in Yanzhou, so they went to the temple to exorcise the evil spirits. They originally intended to smash the temple of the Stone Goddess, but unexpectedly they saw a magical inscription on the wall, which was extremely profound."

According to Zhang Guolao.

"That was a Taoist scripture left behind by his friend when he saw the stone spirit, out of consideration for his good deeds."

"Profound and mysterious, extremely profound."

Gao Ziming recounted with great interest: "Those masters were greatly astonished upon seeing it. For the past two days, they have been copying the wondrous teachings in front of the temple, neglecting their food and drink, and even sleeping in the temple at night."

"Unfortunately, the human heart and nerves cannot withstand it."

"He fainted and passed out while copying... What are you two laughing about?"

Li Bai and Yuan Danqiu stopped laughing.

The two straightened up, and Li Bai said apologetically, "We have seen those people before, but we never expected that they would still be copying in front of the wall today."

Gao Ziming shook his head. "Not everyone is there. I heard that some people have fainted several times. There are only three people in front of the earthen wall now."

Jiang She thought for a moment.

When asked:

"Is one a Taoist priest, one a Buddhist monk, and the other a woman?"

Gao Ziming showed regret on his face.

"But Mr. Gao did not know such details."

Jiang She listened to the conversation for a while, when suddenly he saw a servant from the Du family come over.

Jiang She told Gongsun Niangzi that she would be performing a sword dance soon, and invited the young master to come closer to watch.

When Jiang She left.

The guests were pressing Gao Ziming in the blue robe for answers, constantly pouring him drinks, and chatting animatedly. Such a strange occurrence was rare, and everyone wanted to know exactly where the temple was.

They whispered among themselves whether Prince Qi really didn't have much time left.

Others asked who the person who left their lifespan was.

Gao Ziming had no idea about this.

After drinking several glasses of wine, he hurriedly used his hand to block the cups and said repeatedly, "That's enough, that's enough," before his friends put down their glasses.

Gao Ziming thought, half-drunk:
"The one who left behind the laws and was a friend of Zhang Guolao must have been a deity or immortal."

"Oh, what a pity!"

"I have never seen such a divine being before. What a pity! Oh well, I will go to the Stone Goddess Temple tomorrow..."

Sighing.

Gao Ziming turned to the side again, wanting to speak with the unfamiliar face he had just spoken to, and ask if the person was free and if they also wanted to go and take a look.

But they found the table empty; everyone had left.

Gao Ziming held his wine glass with one hand and looked around, only vaguely seeing that green figure.

I'm far away from them now.

As the song and dance began, the music suddenly changed, becoming grand and majestic, transforming into a large-scale piece.

Just a short, delicate rhythm.

Jiang She listened intently.

A woman with a beautiful face and dressed in fine clothes walked to the center, holding a sword. She was heroic and radiant.

Nearly a hundred musicians, each dressed in different costumes.

They stood or sat, on either side.

The jiegu drums roared fiercely, their sound like thunder, rapid and deep. The cymbals clashed, producing a clear and bright sound. The chime bells rang out, their grandeur magnificent and solemn.

Interspersed among these were the sounds of the sheng, yu, transverse flute, panpipes, and the bili, pipa, konghou, and qinse of Kucha.

The voice was clear, resonant, and stirring.

The lights were bright, and all was quiet. No one spoke; everyone was watching the sword dance and listening to the music. Even the governor of Yanzhou was listening to a report.

He also waved his hand, indicating that he would watch the sword dance first.

During the banquet.

Du Fu stared blankly, his eyes gleaming.

Gongsun's sword dance was fluid and graceful, with a unique and unparalleled style, surpassing all others of her time. No one in Yichun and Liyuan could match her.

It stirs up a sense of pride in one's heart.

My soul was shaken and my spirit was trembling.

Jiang She watched quietly, his cup remaining untouched.

Listening to the magnificent music, one can witness this sword dance up close. The sword dancer, Lady Gongsun, with her crimson lips and pearl-embroidered sleeves, is dazzling and luxurious, her movements combining strength and grace.

Then came the sword dance, as graceful as a dragon, its light dazzling.

Banners waved in all directions, like raging fire.

When the song and dance ended, the movements abruptly ceased, and everything came to a sudden, clean stop.

Lady Gongsun bowed to everyone and gracefully departed.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, the sounds of people drinking and feasting began to flow again.

Seeing that Jiang She had not yet come to his senses, Yuan Danqiu asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about, sir?"

Jiang She withdrew his gaze and said:

"A rare feast like this, it was well worth the trip."

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(End of this chapter)